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He shrugs. "I've been here a few times these past two weeks. Thinking and looking."

"So you're not a contractor or any sort of construction worker on the side of school?" I ask blandly. "And you haven't gotten in trouble sneaking in here?"

He shakes his head and looks up at me mischievously. "Not once, Dimples."

I glare at him. "Quit calling me that. It doesn't even suit me."

Aiden snickers and mumbles something, but I don't catch it. I just roll my eyes and let him continue to walk around. He shows me a few more rooms downstairs including the living room, the game room, and what would be a small cinema. But then he carries me upstairs. There are four bedrooms, as I presumed, and three bathrooms, along with an office and a cozy lounge in the center. Or, what would be cozy after being put together. My mind could already see everything though.

In one of the rooms, he goes out a door and spots a latter. I raise my brows in surprise when he hoists me up and onto the roof- or what was acting as the roof for now. He follows suit by climbing up the ladder and sitting next to me.

He leans back. I gasp when he tugs on my arm without warning, making me fall onto his chest. We find ourselves in the same position as this morning.

The sky above is clearly blue for once. I'd only been here for two and a half weeks, but the rain was something I was prepared to see everyday. This is amazing. I'm actually glad Aiden made me come with him. And I'm even happier that he didn't make me socialize or go party like I thought was his plan.

"It's crazy that you ended up here," He says quietly, in a low rumble.

"Why?"

"Because. I've lived here my whole life. You moved from somewhere out of state, and out of all the places you could've gone, you came here. Where I just so happened to be."

I shrug. "Never really thought about that. I've been up and around my whole life, so I was bound to come across my...person...I never wanted to admit it though."

He turns to look at me. "Why? Did you not want to meet him?"

I look at him too. "Did you?" I avoid answering.

Aiden's eyes search mine separately. "No."

"Me neither." I pause. I don't know if I should say this next part, but I do anyway. Something draws me to. "But I think I'll come to enjoy your company."

He smirks. "I'm already enjoying yours, Dimples."

I roll my eyes, shaking my head with a smile. A small one, but a smile nonetheless.

"Aha!" He exclaims. I flinch out of habit but then calm myself.

"Jesus, what?"

"That's why I call you Dimples. I saw them when you went to sleep."

I look at the sky again, releasing a sigh. "That must be a first then," I mumble. "I never sleep. And when I do, I'm not smiling."

"Well, you should do it more often."

I open my mouth to respond, but I'm cut off by the sound of footsteps walking against wood. I freeze, Aiden following. But as the steps approach even closer, he peeks down.

His jaw tightens and he immediately switches his angry façade on, moving my legs up onto the roof so they're no longer dangling and hidden. He adjusts himself in the same position.

"Aiden, what-" I start in a whisper, but he shoves a hand to my mouth quickly, silencing speech. My brows dip in confusion, and I take his hand off of my lips. I want to look down too, but decide against it. Obviously it's best to stay quiet.