Okay this is my new story I am glad you all enjoyed the last one. This story takes place after Aaron hits Jackson in the woolpack.

Jackson climbed into his taxi feeling a mixture of angry sadness and regret he called the police he knew Aaron had issues but Jackson was so upset he just couldn't let him get away with it. He walked up to the stairs to his flat he could hear his flat mate Paul inside. Paul was the one who convinced Jackson to go and find Aaron and tell him how that kiss made him feel well that was to late now as far as Jackson was concerned he never wanted to lay his eyes on Aaron again.

Paul: Hey mate how'd it go?

Jackson: See for yourself

Paul: Bloody hell mate did he do that?

Jackson: Yep

Paul: Sorry mate

Jackson: Not your fault Aaron is a nutter

Paul: Well at least you found out before you was in to deep. Did you go to the police?

Jackson: Yeah and I hope they throw away the key look mate I am going to have a bath and an early night.

Paul: Okay mate always here

Jackson: Thanks

Paul had never seen Jackson so upset he had lived with him for three years and never saw Jackson this way over some guy.

Jackson made his way down the hall to his room once in there he went and had a bath and let himself cry he really liked Aaron and that kiss they shared he knew although he didn't know Aaron that long he knew he was crazy about him but after what had happened he wasn't going to go near him.

A few days later Jackson and Paul needed to get some food in Jackson hadn't been out of the flat apart from when he had to work other than that he just stayed in his room he was still very upset. So Paul dragged Jackson out demanding a film night and a take away. But first they needed food to munch out on so Paul insisted Jackson had to come to. It was a Saturday so Jackson and Paul made there way to their local Tesco's. what he didn't know was the last person in there he wanted to see.

Aaron had been charged with ABH the last few days he kept himself busy in work trying to avoid the evils the locals were giving him. So he got the bus to hotton and had a walk about the guilt about what he did to Jackson making him feel awful. He needed fags and saw Tesco's so popped in but never in a million years did he think he would see his face again.

Paul and Jackson made there way over to the till and that's where Jackson saw him at the counter buying fags he felt sick he tummy went funny was that love or hate no he thought to himself it was hate it had to be Aaron was a nutter he hated him.

Aaron turned round and saw him he looked angry who was the guy Jackson was with Aaron felt a pain in his tummy he was jealous he had o right to be after what he did to

Him.

Shopkeeper: Hello sir can I help you

Aaron and Jackson were both in shock and it didn't go unnoticed by Paul.

Paul: Jackson you alright

Jackson: Yeah sorry it's just err…

Paul: Is that him?

Jackson: Yeah

Paul: Right

Jackson: Paul no please

Aaron paid for his fags and was going to make a run for it but someone grabbed his arm.

Paul: Oi nut job

Aaron: You what

Paul: Word outside

Jackson: Paul he aint worth it

Paul: No but you are

Aaron: Didn't take you long did it

Jackson: Excuse me

Aaron: To find your latest shag

Jackson: Well for your information he isn't my latest shag as you so nicely put it he is my mate although it's none of your business.

Paul: Who do you think you are I am not the type of person to get angry but you. Jackson a good bloke and he didn't deserve that

Aaron: I KNOW

The whole shop was looking now expecting there to be a major bust up any minute.

Jackson: Aaron I think you have caused enough scenes this week unless you want to deck the other cheek you know so they match?

Aaron: I am so sorry about that

Jackson: Save it I don't care enough to hear it I just want you banged up where you belong you nasty little chav.

Aaron: You know what you aint so perfect Jackson

Jackson: Maybe not but I am more so than you

Jackson stormed out of the shop closely flowed by Paul. Leaving a very angry Aaron behind was this hate or secretly love.