DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN EMMERDALE, NOR DO I WANT TO.

PART2 of15

WARNING: THIS STORY WILL CONTAIN GRAPHIC SEX AND AN ARMED ROBBERY...

"It's a shop, Paddy, there's NOTHING to tell...except it's boring"

Rhona beamed a smile as she held her brew close to her face, " I'll tell you what? Me and Paddy are heading into town later, he needs a nice thick jumper for winter...we could stop by"

Aaron jumped down her throat, " No you won't! There's nothing in there that'll suit him! He needs to get himself to plebs are us, or sommit"

Paddy was laughing, " Oh I see...you just don't want me to show you up, do you?" Aaron pulled him a face, " If YOU show your face in there, then you'll be showing yourself up"

Paddy washed up his mug, " Ohhh all right, we are only messing with yah, mate, anyway Cain said something about the clothes being tacky there anyway"

Aaron scoffed,"As HE would know, the image of fashion himself!"

Victoria then let herself in and Aaron downed the dregs of his brew and handed the empty mug to Paddy, "See yah later, loser"

Paddy playfully mimicked him as he went out of the door.

Xxxxx

"Right...lets see if you do a better job of this, than you did last week, shall we" told supervisor Steve as he pointed to the piles of trainers in boxes that were on the shop floor.

Aaron went over and picked up a box and lifted the lid of one of them, and plastered on his impressed face, " top quality them!"

"They're abit too chavey for my liking, but I can see them on you, no problem"

Aaron ignored that jibe, he wasn't gonna let Steve get to him this week, he was gonna be on his best behaviour...even though that was gonna be hard.

He had dreamt about decking him one in the week. He smirked at the very thought of it as Steve was rattling on about 'how to stack the trainers in order'

When Steve was gone, Aaron started to stack the boxes on the shelf making sure all the labels could be seen. He stood back and looked at the display when he had completed it. It didn't look right, so he went over and changed everything, and did it his way, 'Aaron style'

Steve came back and threw his hands into the air, " What DID I tell you! I bet YOU'VE done this on purpose, to wind me up"

Aaron felt cocky, " It doesn't take much"

Steve started to demolish the pile, " no, you're gonna have to start all over again, now"

Aaron huffed, decking him at this very minute was SO tempting. But he looked up to see Jackson come strolling in. Unlike last week, this time he was with somebody. When he turned back to face the boxes of trainers scattered about him, Steve was glaring at him, " Are YOU listening?"

Aaron scoffed at him, " COURSE I AM!"

"Then just do it...and DON'T take all day over it", Steve walked off. Aaron shook his head and then turned around to see Jackson smiling at him through his sidewaysie glances as he went through a pile of jeans.

Aaron couldn't help but to smirk. Jackson came over to his side, " So...Mr Happys on your case again, I see"

Aaron rolled his eyes as he piled up the boxes, " I'm telling yah, I'm gonna hit him if he goes on at me anymore, today"

Jackson's brown eyes were smiling at him, " Oh don't be doing that! Otherwise I won't be able to come and see you in here, will I"

Aaron laughed, " You come in here often, then?"

Jackson tilted his head and grinned, " I do now, I'm starting to quite like the view" his eyes were then staring at one wall to the other.

"...and I bet that everyone else does too, no chance of getting away with owt in here, is there"

Aaron finished his pile, " No chance, you can't even have a good skive in this place, with all these camera's all over the place"

Jackson nodded, " Yeah,I see them. Alot of them are they?"
"Yeahhhh, they're all over the shop"

Jackson glanced at his mate, just for a second his amazing grin was gone, but it was soon back when he realised Aaron was looking at him, " So...I was thinking. Do you get a lunch break?"

Aaron nodded.

"Good, then I'm buying"

Aaron came over all unsure, was this Jackson really asking him out-out, or just being friendly.

"What time to they set you free, then?"

Aaron shook back to reality, " Errrm...about 1"

Jackson tapped him on the shoulder, " See you then", he turned and met his mate at the door. The mate didn't look very friendly at all, infact he looked like abit of a thug, but Aaron reasoned Jackson would be alone at lunchtime...he hoped.

Xxxxx

Steve nearly didn't let him go to lunch. He was going on and on about him mixing up two types of shirt that were the same colour. And as Steve went on, Aaron's eyes were glancing to the exit.

At 1, Aaron shot up to the rest room and grabbed his wallet from his locker, Victoria was behind him, " where are you going?"

"Out, i've just said...you're gonna have to find someone else to go to lunch with today"

Victoria's mouth was left agape, " Charming! THANKS for that! I'LL REMEMBER YOU NEXT TIME", but it was lost on him, he was gone.

Aaron flew out of the shops door and was looking in both directions. The mall was full of shoppers. But no Jackson.

Just as he was going to dismiss Jackson as a 'waste of time scumbag' there was a tap on his shoulder and a smiley face.

"Alright Mate? Sorry i'm a bit late, traffics filthy outside...didn't think I 'd ever get here!"

Aaron tried to disguise his annoyed face, " Yeah, whatever , you're here now"

Jackson sniffed and nodded his head towards the Burger King, " Come on, I'll buy you a burger, you seem like the burger and fries kinda guy!"

Aaron frowned, " Do I?...are you calling me fat?"

Jackson lead the way inside the busy fastfood outlet, "I'm pulling your leg! Come on, before that Steve whathisface gives you the sack or sommit for being late back"

Aaron pulled a face, " He can't do that! He's not the manager...he just helps him with the cashing up sometimes, that's' all" he spat.

Jackson got in the line and raised his eyebrowes because he was interested, " Does he now...got something over YOU then, I bet when YOU get given that job, he won't be so pushy with yah!"

Aaron screwed up his face as he read the menu on the board, " Pushy? There NO way he's gonna get pushy with me...and I don't expect to get anywhere near the safe any time soon"

Jackson's face dropped a tad, "Oh...shame...SO...what is it going to be, a whopper is it, I bet you like to get your lips around a big whopper from time to time, don't yah?" he teased.

Aaron blushed and his cheeks went flushed, " Shut up will yeah"

Jackson grinned at him then went to place there order with the girl in the cap, "Two whoppers and two large fries please, sweatheart" he flirted with a grin and a wink that made her blush redder than Aaron.

Aaron smirked, "you know what, you are REALLY full of it"

Jackson laughed at him, " It's been said, but you like it, don't yah...?"

Xxxxx

A tad later, Jackson sat opposite Aaron drinking his coke through an straw and scrutinized as Aaron woofed down his beefburger.

"Blimey, you're shoving that down your gob like there's no tomorrow...you really like your food, don't yah?"

Aaron licked his fingers as he waited until he swallowed before answering him, " I'm a growing lad, me"

Jackson nodded, " Yeah, I can see that...bet you've got a nice fit bod under that Tshirt...", Aaron overted his eyes. But Jackson's brown ones bored into him with that constant smile.

"...so...do you work out , Aaron?"

Aaron shook his head, " No"

"you should"

Aaron helped himself to some of Jackson's fries and reached over into the bag, "nah...I'm too lazy me"

"I'm not...there's nothing like a good hot sweaty work out to get the juices flowing", Jackson breezed with a flirty wink.

Aaron shrugged, "well...maybe I MIGHT give it a go...if I have time"

Jackson leaned foward, "well if not, then you can always just watch me as I flex my muscles"

Aaron still wasn't sure what Jackson's game was here, he hated doing it, but he was going to just come right out and say it,

"What is this? I mean...Is this some sort of come on? Because if it is, I'm sorta new to all this..."

Jackson sniffed and sat back, "you've lost me"

Was he saying that on purpose?

"This! Are you...errrr...you know, coming on to me?"

Jackson half smiled and leaned forward again screwing up his rubbish, "Do you want me to?"

Aaron was abit unsure, like he said, he was still new to all this gay stuff, " I donno"

Jackson got the vibe the lad was nervous, " we've only known eachother for five minutes..."

"I know..."

Jackson sucked in his cheeks, and then smiled at him, " Look...I'll tell you what...I think we can be friends, don't you?...I'll scratch YOUR back and you scratch MINE...", he trailed off.

Aaron shook his head, he was about to answer when he looked up to see some lad at the door looking in, "hey, is that the guy who was with you earlier?"

Jackson twisted around and finished off his coke as he turned back round, "Errrrr...yeah...that'll be big Dan"

Aaron started at the bloke, he looked like a right mean bruiser, " He doesn't look best pleased by the face on it"

Jackson stood up, " ohhhhhh, that's his happy face...you wouldn't wanna go messing with big Dan, do you know what i'm saying? He's like a big rotweiller him...has bit of a short fuse, has Dan"

Jackson pulled on his leather jacket and nodded towards Dan that he was on his way, "Best be off"

Aaron stood up and grabbed his own jacket that was around his chair, " Am I gonna see you again?"

Jackson paused as he buttoned up his jacket and smiled at him, "Errrrr...well...I see what I can do...I might be in the need of a pair of new trainers next week...I'm SURE i'll find some goodlooking lad to sell a pair to me...I suppose the shop'll be shutting later as it gets nearer christmas?"

Aaron sighed, " Yeah,...10 Oclock I think, bang goes MY saturday nights out this christmas"

"That late? What a bummer", he glanced across at Big Dan as he said it, then the smile was back, "Text me...if you like, you never know when you will be in need of a good builder"

He dropped a card in his hand as he walked off, but before Aaron could call after him, Jackson was up the way with his mate in tow.

Aaron looked at the card, Jackson was a builder by trade. But there was something else about him, he couldn't put his finger on it.

But he liked him. Liked him a lot. He made him laugh.

He smirked at the thought of it as he made his way back to the shop.

That was more what could be said for the face on Steve when he got back...it seemed he was in for another ear bashing that afternoon.

But he didn't care. He felt happy, and even Steve couldn't change that.

Xxxxxx

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