Aaron & Slade Ch. 02

"Baby, it's not a big deal. There's nothing wrong. I swear. I just feel like walking home tonight is all," Slade says walking over to stand in front of me.

Knowing there's no way he'll give, I decide to let it go for the time being. I stare at him worried at his insistence to walk home. South Hill maybe dull but still anything can happen, and I don't want it happening to him. I could never live with myself, if he ends up hurt, and I could've prevented it.

"Be careful, okay?"

"Yeah, I'll be careful." He says wrapping his arms around me for a hug. We hold each other. Slade runs his hands soothingly across my back.

"There are only a couple of rules: No, accepting rides or candy from strangers. Do you hear me, young man?"

Slade laughs, "Not even if it's James Franco with a Butterfinger." James Franco is Slade's celebrity crush. I don't see the appeal in him but to each his own.

"Especially, if it's James Franco with a Butterfinger, he's not good enough for you."

"Do you know someone who is good enough for me?" Slade asks kissing my neck."

"As a matter-of-fact I do, and your lips are on his neck right now."

He stops kissing my neck and laughs. We walk over to the front door. Before I can open it, Slade flattens his hands against the door, and he has me pinned me against it, I turn around, and he looks into my eyes. I wrap my arms around his neck to pull him in closer. We kiss. I can hear soft whimpers and moaning but I'm not sure if they're coming from me or from him. Slade pulls back and brushes the hair from my eyes.

"Happy birthday, Aaron."

"Mmm-hmm, thank you, Jones. I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Yeah, come see me at work. It's been a while since you've been by. Then we can come up with something to do later."

"Okay. Sounds good to me. Call me when you get home." Slade nods, with one last kiss and long hug we part.

"Night, baby."

"Night, Slade."

I watch him walk down the stairs and down the road. When I could no longer see him, I shut the door and head upstairs to my room.

Crawling into bed, I lie there thinking about everything from today. This was my day. This was going to be the day I told Slade that I loved him instead I'm here alone and wondering how it went wrong so fast. I curl up into a ball and cry all those frustrated tears from earlier. I wonder if I'll ever get my chance to tell him.