'He's Never Going To Love You Like I Want To'
Part One
My first multi-chapped fic. Please review and tell me if it's shooite or not.
Aaron looked up as Adam made his way across the room, a bright smile plastered across his face.
'What you drinking mate?' he shouted from the bar.
Aaron shook his head and raised the pint in his hand, indicating that he already had one.
Adam grinned and nodded, turning around to Diane, ordering his own drink. Jackson raised his eyebrows and half smiled.
'I wonder what he's so happy about.'
Aaron nodded in agreement.
'Mmm…'
'He didn't offer to buy me a drink I noticed, not that I'm complaining or anything but would have been nice to have been asked…' Jackson joked, a twinkle in his eyes.
'Shut up, you twat.' Aaron snapped, rolling his eyes.
Jackson laughed and placed a quick peck on Aaron's shoulder.
'I think once I'm finished this pint I'll head back home.'
'To Hotten?' Aaron asked, sounding disappointed.
Jackson nodded.
'Is that okay?' he asked in a bemused manner.
Aaron shrugged and swallowed a mouthful of beer.
'Well… yeah, if you have to. Would be nice if you could stay though…' he said awkwardly.
Jackson grinned widely and winked at Aaron.
'Tomorrow night I'll make it up to you, promise mate.' He said with lust barely disguised in his voice.
'Promise what?' Adam asked as he sat down on the other side of Aaron.
Aaron blushed and started fiddling with his beer mat whilst Jackson suddenly answered a text.
Adam rolled his eyes and smirked.
'All right, the look on your face Aaron says it all… I don't want to know.' Adam laughed.
Aaron blushed even deeper and took another mouthful of his drink.
'How are you Jackson?' Adam asked, a much more icy tone to his voice.
Jackson frowned in bewilderment and gave Adam a lopsided grin.
'Good mate, thanks. And you?'
Adam ignored him and turned back to Aaron.
'So, Scarlett's out of town for a week.' He announced with glee.
Aaron raised an eyebrow and smiled uncertainly.
'Aren't you supposed to be devastated that's happened? Moping around like a prat, wondering what you're going to do without a whole week without the love of your life?' he demanded.
Adam laughed and rested his hand on Aaron's knee, a move that Jackson noticed immediately.
'No way mate! Freedom at last! Me and you, we're going out and we're going on the pull.' He decided.
'Uh hello, boyfriend right here!' Jackson intervened.
Aaron smiled at Jackson reassuringly, telling him with his eyes that he has nothing to worry about.
Adam threw Jackson a dirty look and turned back to Aaron.
'Okay, not the real pull. Just chat some blokes and birds up, see how many numbers we can get. A bit of fun is all!'
Aaron smiled and nodded.
'Sure, sounds like a laugh. What day?' he asked, ignoring Jackson's little 'Hmph' of indignation.
'Say tomorrow night? You good then?' he asked excitedly.
Aaron smiled shyly and shook his head.
'No…um… Jackson and I have plans mate.'
Adam rolled his eyes and shook his head slowly.
'Sex can wait Aaron… C'mon! I can't go out any other night, I'm on the early shift on the farm.' He pleaded.
Aaron looked at Jackson apologetically, looking for an answer. Jackson downed the rest of his pint and stood up.
'Do whatever you like, doesn't bother me.'
'You sure?' Aaron asked unsurely.
Jackson smiled and bent down to place a kiss to Aaron's upturned face.
'Positive. Besides, if you go to Hotten you can always stay at mine tomorrow night, that is, if you don't pick up a much fitter bloke.' Jackson teased.
'Impossible.' Aaron whispered, a smile on his face.
'Oh it's possible, believe me.' Adam muttered, glaring at the PDA.
Jackson threw him a dirty look over his shoulder before straightening up and grabbing his jacket.
'Right, best be off. See you later boys.'
'I'll call you.' Aaron promised, smiling at Jackson.
'Jackson laughed and shook his head.
'Well, as touching as that is, I wont hold me breath. Buh bye.'
Aaron watched as Jackson left the pub and smiled happily.
'He's so buff.' He heard himself whisper before turning three different shades of magenta.
Adam burst out laughing, causing the whole pub to turn and stare.
'Oh God Aaron, you're so gay, mate!'
Aaron sighed and grabbed the ironing board, checking his watch. He had ten minutes to shave, iron his clothes, have a wash and eat his supper. Impossible.
Paddy looked up and smiled.
'Heading out with Jackson, are you?'
'Nah, Adam.'
Paddy nodded.
'Right so I can expect you home tonight, can I?' he asked.
Aaron frowned and looked over his shoulder at Paddy.
'Why? You inviting some bird round?' he inquired curiously.
Paddy blushed a little and shook his head.
'No, I was just wondering whether you were going to stay with Jackson tonight or if Jackson was coming over here.' Paddy explained.
Aaron continued to iron his shirt and sighed.
'Have you got a problem with Jackson staying over?' he demanded.
'Oh no, God no, of course not Aaron! I mean, I'm happy with whatever you two want to do… I mean, it's none of my business of anything but I just like knowing whether-' Paddy gushed, growing more and more uncomfortable.
Aaron laughed and turned to face Paddy.
'Paddy, it's all right. I'm staying with Jackson tonight, if that's okay with you?' he said amusedly.
Paddy smiled.
'That's fine.'
'Good. Now, any chance of a loan of twenty quid?'
Adam pushed his pint away and looked around the practically empty bar.
'I am bored stiff.' He groaned.
Aaron nodded in agreement and took another sip of his drink.
'Me too. Where is everybody?' he demanded, eying up the ten people who were sitting around them, drinking and chatting quietly.
'I don't know mate, but this definitely isn't my idea of fun.' He sighed.
Aaron nodded in agreement.
'Me neither. Do you want to just head back to Jackson's? I'm sure he's got some beer or whatever.' He offered.
Adam shook his head.
'No. Look, no offence mate, but Jackson… ugh… he's boring! He's so… I don't know… bland. You could do better!' he whined.
Aaron frowned and laughed uncertainly.
'You're joking right? You're the only person in Emmerdale who thinks that I'm too good for Jackson. He's the 'golden boy' who has the patience of a saint for having to put up with that rotten Aaron Livesy.' He chuckled.
Adam shook his head violently and placed his hand over Aaron's.
'No way mate, see… they don't know you like I do. You're way too good for him. He thinks he's bloody Gandhi because he puts up with a few mood swings. I put up with them all the time and to be honest, they don't really bother me.'
Aaron looked down at Adam's hand covering his and felt his heart beat accelerate a little.
'It's been more than a few 'mood swings' Adam. I am a bit of a handful.' He admitted.
Adam squeezed his hand and looked at Aaron, his eyes twinkling with honesty.
'Yeah, you are but he's not perfect. He's not all white and you're not all black.'
'That's why we're so good together.' Aaron sighed.
'What about me and you then? Why are we so good together?' he demanded.
Aaron frowned and tried to gently pull his hand back but Adam tightened his grip.
'Do you still want to kiss me? Do you ever wonder what if?' he asked quickly.
Aaron's eyes widened and he snapped his hand away from Adam's.
'Are you for serious?' he hissed.
Adam nodded and leaned across the table, boring his eyes into Aaron's.
'Perfectly. And before you say it, I've only had one drink. Do you ever wonder what it would have been like?' he asked.
'I don't want to talk about this Adam. I have a boyfriend now.'
'Please Aaron. I'm being honest with you. Just tell me.'
Aaron shook his head and got up from his seat.
'I'm heading over to Jackson's. If you want to crash on the sofa you can. Coming?' he asked, pulling on his jacket.
Adam looked up at him, a hurt look on his face.
'No, you're okay mate. Thanks.'
Jackson looked at Aaron in surprise.
'You're very early. I was expecting you to stagger in at like half two or three, pockets laden down with all the numbers of the sex bombs of Hotten.' He mocked.
Aaron shook his head and pushed past Jackson, an angry look on his face.
'No. Adam was being a prick.'
Jackson raised an eyebrow.
'Really? Adam?' he said sarcastically.
Aaron rolled his eyes and threw himself down on to the sofa.
'Look, just because he's sometimes a bit iffy around you doesn't mean he is to me. He's actually never been off around me.'
'Except for that time where you molested him in the car…' Jackson teased.
'Shut up! No I didn't!' Aaron growled.
'I was joking Aaron…' Jackson said slowly.
Aaron shrugged and sat there with an ugly pout on his face.
'What happened? What did he say/do?' Jackson demanded, sitting down beside Aaron and wrapping an arm around him.
'He said I was too good for you.'
Jackson laughed and kissed the top of Aaron's head.
'Yeah… I hate it when people lie but he was just trying to be nice.'
'And then he brought up our near kiss and started asking me stupid questions and he wouldn't shut up about it and he did my fucking head in so I left.'
Jackson frowned.
'What kind of 'stupid' questions?'
'Doesn't matter.'
Jackson looked at Aaron for a moment before sighing in a defeated manner.
'Right, well I'm sure he didn't mean anything by it, probably had a tad bit too much alcohol.' He decided.
Aaron shook his head.
'He wasn't even tipsy Jay.'
Jackson frowned even deeper and looked at Aaron in concern.
'Did he… I mean, did ye… He didn't try anything on, did he?' he asked softly.
Aaron shrugged and nestled a little closer to Jackson.
'I think he was going to. Twat.'