I woke up feeling extremely fatigue and sore, particularly down there. My hair was frazzled and practically wrapped around my body. I was laying on a huge pillow on Aaron's couch with a blanket draped over me, wearing only one of his t shirts and my underwear. I must have passed out after last night. I was still in shock that we did all those things. He was only my second... A pang of guilt hit me when I remembered how Brendan wanted to see me today, on my day off. My sudden pain almost instantly faded away when I got a glimpse at Aaron approaching me as I slowly arose. He was shirtless, which allowed me to see all of his tattoos and wore some baggy sweatpants. He smelled nice since he had just showered.

"Morning." His warm smile and shaggy hair always seemed to make my heart flutter.

"Hi..." I smiled at him, probably looking gross but I didn't mind. He walked up to me and gently scratched under my chin. I shut my eyes and smirked, tilting my head towards him.

"I can't get over how cute you are." He told me petting my hair and leaning down to kiss my forehead. These little things he always did never failed to make my heart burst. I stood up and wrapped my arms around him. His bare skin against me gave me a warm, intimate feeling. He held my waist and we didn't let go of each other for countless minutes. After a while he pulled away slightly.

"Baby girl, I have to get ready for work." He told me in the sweetest tone. He looked down at my sad, bratty expression and chuckled. "I'm sorry, I'll spend time with you when I get off, Samantha." I nodded, still pouting.

"Okay.." He went to get dressed and I decided to do the same. I wanted to leave with his shirt on but didn't know how to tell him. It was a deep navy blue and it smelled like him. I instantly fell in love with it when he let me wear it last night. I drifted into dreamland inhaling his warm familiar scent. He walked back into the living room wearing his work clothes. He was a server too, but at a pizza place a little farther away from here.

"Hey um.. Aaron?" I shyly called his name.

"Yes?" He called after me while putting on his shoes.

"Can I have this shirt?" He looked at me and smiled.

"Of course you can keep it." I felt so giddy inside. I bunched up my socks and my other shirt and carried it as I left with Aaron out his front door. When we walked downstairs to the first floor where my apartment was, he gave me a gentle kiss. I instantly returned it, wanting more. He eventually had me pressed against my door; the both of us locked in a deep, passionate kiss. When we parted he gently smoothed down my still messy hair. "I love you." He whispered while looking into my eyes. I felt sad that we had to let go of each other, but I knew he had to go to work.

"Can you call me right when you get off?" I asked looking up at him.

"Anything for you." He told me as he walked away to his car. I've always been extremely attached to Aaron, but now I'm hooked more than ever before. I thought about him nonstop after he left. I thought about his hands around my waist as I scrubbed my hair in the shower. I thought about his lips softly pressing against my shoulder as the warm water rinsed my body and hit my back. I got dressed and put on his shirt and black skinny jeans since it was getting a bit chilly this fall and my everyday choker. When I was blow drying my hair I heard knocking at my door. I went to answer it and when I opened it, I felt as if I was about to lose my lunch.

"Hi, Sam." Brendan greeted me and walked in.

"H-hi." I didn't know for sure, but I was positive my face went pale at that moment. I closed my door and placed my hands against it, trying my best not to panic.

"Are you okay?" Brendan asked and he placed a hand on my shoulder. I flinched in response.

"I'm fine. I'll be right back you can sit down." I rushed back into my steamy bathroom and closed it off. My stomach heaved and I gagged, holding the sink. My eyes filled with tears and I eventually became a sobbing mess on my bathroom floor. I did a terrible thing last night... I was even wearing his shirt with Brendan right fucking there. I was overcome with guilt and regret and I continued to cry, leaning my head against the wall. I didn't want to go out there to face him. I wanted to disappear. I couldn't forgive myself; I cheated on Brendan.

"Sam, please talk to me!" Brendan knocked on my bathroom door for the millionth time during my breakdown. After I calmed down, I got up, feeling sick and frail, and finally opened the door. I hadn't gotten a good look at him until now and there he was with his neat hair cut, looking like the sharp, pretty boy he always was. He immediately hugged me tight and held me, which made it impossible not to cry. I had betrayed him in the worst way possible and it hurt terribly. I cried into his chest sniveling and sobbing until he picked me up and carried me into my bedroom. He laid me on the bed and caressed my forehead. He told me everything would be okay until I stopped crying and was left breathing heavily. His voice soothed me and I was almost completely calm.

"Sam, what's with all this? What's the matter? You're really worrying me." He asked me in a concerned tone. I shook my head, not looking up at him. "Can you tell me?" I shook my head again. "Listen, I really don't like having things kept away from each other. If we want to make this work we have to communicate, sugar." Brendan was always all about resolving things and keeping our relationship healthy.

"Today is just hectic for me and I need to sleep it off." I told him sitting up in the bed. My head felt heavy and hot.

"Alright.. Whatever makes you happy." His signature line. After a lot of arguing about me telling him I had enough. I was too stressed and emotional to handle him being here. I told him I needed time alone. "Just call me if you need me." He told me as he left out the door. I laid back down in my bed and pulled covers over my head. What have I gotten myself into? I loved Aaron whilst dating Brendan. I had let him touch and kiss me...

"Why am I so fucking stupid..." I said burying my face into my covers. What I did to Brendan made me feel worthless and filthy. I knew that moping around wouldn't change the past. I also realized that I eventually had to make one lasting decision between the two of them. It was hard to decide. Aaron makes me feel free. The way he lived made me feel more alive. He's a free spirit who rides the waves; living his life with excitement and risks which sometimes led him into trouble. Brendan gave me safety and security. He was an amazing guy who treated me great and listened to what I had to say. However, at times I felt as if our relationship was becoming repetitive and uneventful. I sighed and rolled onto my back, holding my blanket up to my face. I got a whiff of Aaron's scent from his shirt and I smiled. Thinking of him gave me butterflies. My phone buzzed in my back pocket and I answered it without opening my eyes.

"Hello?"

"Hey, baby girl." It was Aaron's voice. I felt my heart pounding in my chest.

"Hi, you're off work?" I asked him, realizing it was after six. "Yeah and I'm on my way home now. I want to see you."

"We can see each other." I arose and got out of bed to fix my hair in the mirror.

"Smoke with me at my place?" He asked me. I stopped and thought for a moment. I hadn't had much experience with drugs at all. Knowing how Aaron was, I knew I could trust being around him while stoned at the least.

"Okay, I'm kind of a newbie when it comes to this stuff so please don't make fun of me." Aaron chuckled.

"I won't. Just head up to my place, okay? I got some good shit, aha."

"Gotcha, I'll be on my way." After I hung up the call I brushed my wavy hair out and put on eyeliner so I wouldn't look as dead from crying. I added wings to my eyes and did my eyebrows quickly before sliding my black shoes on and leaving out the door. I walked up the stairs and when I got to his floor I saw him standing by his door, looking cuter than ever. His hair was a bit messy from working all day but it suited him. When he saw me he walked up to me and held me tight. I felt so much relief from his presence, his touch. All my worries faded away when I was with Aaron. I loved him for sure. He told me I looked cute in his shirt which made me giggle. We sat on his bed together and talked when we stepped inside.

"Brendan came over and I kinda lost it." I admitted to him.

"Oh..." Aaron looked down and didn't make any more eye contact with me.

"I feel guilty about what we have." I sighed and he grabbed hold of my hand and looked at me.

"You want me more, right?" He used his other hand to cup my face. My heart raced and it was difficult to swallow. I felt so bad about loving him that it was hard to say. "Samantha..." He said my name quietly.

"I do." I finally managed to get out. "I do want you more." I got choked up. He immediately kissed me deeply and hugged me tight when we parted.

"Eventually, I'm not saying now, but I want it to just be you and me. I want you to be only mine with no bullshit." I breathed deeply and held onto him.

"I want that too."