Aidens pov
Azalea has been staying at my house for the whole last week but she's been checking on her mom every day.
I know it's hard for her but I've been with her every time.
I'm currently watching her work her ass off, at my brothers Café.
And I'm waiting for her shift to be over because I have to ask her something.
I also can't stay away from her anymore.
The more time I spend with her, the worse it gets.
So I'm sitting here, watching over her like a hawk.
The looks the fratz boys are sending her, are not to my liking at all.
Finally she exits the Café, and I can't even describe the feeling I get, when her eyes light up as she sees me.
"Hey Aiden."
"Hello Az." I kiss her cheek. "Do you wanna go eat something?" I'm pulling the food card because I know she'd never say no to food.
I know, I'm horrible.
She raises one eyebrow, "out with it. What do you need from me?"
"Is it that obvious? I've already bought you food lots of times!"
"I know you better than you think Mister stalker." Not that again.
"Well?"
"Of course you can buy my food?!" She looks at me like I'm dumb.
I give her the second helmet and she frowns at it.
"This is not what I think it is right?"
"A helmet with a bomb built in, that I'm gonna let off as soon as it's on your head."
"Ha. ha. ha."
"Just get on." I say already on my bike.
It's my baby, and I don't think she realizes, that not one person besides me was ever allowed on it.
She gets on behind me and I put her arms securely around me.
I try not to think about the way, her breasts are pressed against my back.
Concentrate Aiden!
Maybe this wasn't such a good idea.
"You okay? Come on! I'm ready." She says enthusiastically and goddamnit I could kiss her.
I start driving and feel her arms tightening around me.
I'm enjoying it far too much to have her this close.
After about five minutes I feel her arms loosening a little.
And I'm confident she's finding as much peace in this as I do.
It's sort of my escape.
Just driving.
Driving with no destination.
The wind on your cheeks.
The adrenaline when you're going much too fast.
I love it.
When we arrive at the restaurant I help her off the bike and take her helmet off.
The smile hiding under it, makes my heart beat faster.
I take her hand and lead us to an empty table.
We both start eating and I decide it's now or never.
"So you met my father recently and I wanted to tell you why he was there. And I maybe need your help with something."
She nods her head as if to say 'go on'.
I'm gonna have to tell her truth or otherwise I'd feel guilty, for whatever reason.
And I really trust her.
"My - my mom is very sick and she's just a sensitive topic for me, and my father just told me he'd marry his third wife this weekend, so I got pretty mad."
She nods but stays quiet, there's something like pity in her eyes and I can't stand it, so I continue.
"But I still have to go to the wedding and play obedient little son, so I'll get my inheritance. And he said I'm only allowed to come with a date. But- but I only wanna go with you."
Her eyes are a little wide.
Her beautiful hazel eyes.
The eyes I could get lost in.
"So you want me," she points a finger at herself "to go to a wedding, with you." She points at me "as a date?"
I scratch my neck "yes as a date."
First I'm getting kinda nervous because she doesn't say anything but then her face gets smug and I know she's my Az again.
"If you want me that much," she pauses "then I think I'll consider."
"You consider?" I raise my brows.
"Yep."
Well-okay.
"I'm only joking, of course I'll go with you."
"Yeah you better." She gapes at me.
"Excuse me?!" She throws fries at me, and two seconds later she looks at them on the ground like she's grieving.
"That's your fault! I could've eaten those fries! Ugh." I grin.
"So Azalea Fleur Fortier," she raises her eyebrows again but I continue "do you wanna be my date to my fathers wedding."
"Yes."
~
It's the next day and I'm in a fucking bad mood, I wanna punch something.
I fucking hate this man.
I don't blame Callan for not wanting to have anything to with him! But what did I do? Okay let's not think about this as well.
I'm currently at the bottom of the staircase, waiting for Az to come down.
Theo is standing next to me.
"By the way Theo-" I begin but get distracted as his eyes grow wide at the staircase in look over and spot Azalea.
Fuck she's gorgeous.
She's wearing a red tight dress and I'm about to just cancel our plans and help her out if this dress as fast as possible.
"Stop staring guys. Take a picture it lasts longer." Of course she has to copy my sentence.
"Now I know why I'm bi, it's so I can appreciate the fucking beauty that is 'women'." Theo says, making adoring eyes at Az. Hell. No.
"Thanks Theo." Az smiles and kisses Theo on the cheek.
She gets to me and I hold out my arm for her.
"Let's get this shit over with."
~
The ceremony is already over.
And there's not even good alcohol here.
We arrived about thirty minutes ago at the after party, and I already want nothing more, than to leave.
My eyes are only on Azalea.
The most beautiful woman I've ever seen.
She's currently talking to an elderly lady.
I'm pretty sure her smile is genuine and I'm seriously getting jealous of a grandma because she's the one receiving this beautiful smile instead of me.
I see an old friend of my fathers walk towards me and I'm debating if it is too obvious if I just act like I'm chocking on my drink, this way I don't have to talk to the snuck up and I can get away.
But it's too late when he's already standing in front of me.
"Aiden! Long time no see. I can see, you're a man now." I roll my eyes in my head. I'm a man because I grew? That's not what makes you a man.
"Yeah I did grow. And did you shrink?" He's around his sixties.
He's taken aback at first but immediately recovers.
Clapping me on the shoulder "not everyone still has their whole life in front of them. But now tell me, how is your mother?" I immediately tense up, but he doesn't notice "I heard she's not doing good." I know he's just asking, but like I already told Az, it's a sore topic for me.
Where is Az by the way.
I look at the elderly lady she spoke to earlier but she's not with her.
Damnit, I promised her I wouldn't leave her and now I've already lost her.
I carefully scan the room, ignoring the man in front of me blabbering on about his youth after he lost interest in my mother in about two seconds. It's always the same.
Then I spot Az, talking to another one of my family members.
My cousin.
The biggest whore I know.
And I'm not being mean, it's just the truth.
He sticks his dick in everything that moves.
His admittedly good looks are pretty convenient for that.
But he can keep fucking dreaming, if he thinks he'll get to fuck Az.
Not that I blame him for trying.
Like I already said, she's gorgeous.
And that dress, I bet he's not the only one who's appreciated it today.
I look around the room with narrowed eyes.
I walk over to them, without another word to my fathers friend.
I walk up behind Az and put my hands around her waist, glaring at Damien Torres.
Az startles but quickly recovers.
"Oh hey, Aiden."
"Hello my love." Damien raises his eyebrows.
"Are you two-"
"Yes." I immediately say.
Azalea takes a sharp breath but she doesn't disagree with me.
And I could kiss the shit out of her for it.
"Let's go lux mea, I wanna show you something."
I take her hand and lead her away.
"What are we two huh?" She teases me as soon as we're out of the crowd.
"We are friends." It hurts to say this and I don't why.
I also don't understand the kind of disappointed look on her face.
"And you are my date after all!" I add quickly.
"Where are we going?" She asks after an uncomfortable, silent minute.
"I want to show you something."
We go up a staircase. And at the end of it I open a door and help her through.
I also take two blankets with me.
We step on the roof of the mansion.
"Wow." She breathes.
I look back at her and I can't breathe.
She's standing there in her red dress in front of the beautiful sunset, that couldn't have chosen a better time to come out.
My heart starts beating faster, but I try to calm it down.
I lay the blanket out on the ground and motion for her to sit next to me.
She sits down, her arm brushing mine.
And I'm embarrassed about how much I enjoyed this little touch of skin.
"Aiden?" She asks and I grin at her. "What?"
"I just love the way you say my name." She rolls her eyes but smiles.
"Do you now Aiden Torres?" My grin turns into a full on teeth showing smile.
And I nod.
She puts her head on my shoulder.
"This really is beautiful."
"Just like you." She snorts.
"Stop being so cheesy." I'm still smiling and it feels weird.
I'm not like depressed but I just never had anyone to smile with.
"I always went here as a child when I needed a break." I decide open up a bit. And make myself vulnerable.
"Aiden," I grin again "if you don't wanna answer, that's okay. But what is going on with your mom. I'm really just curious." I tense up but try to not get uncomfortable.
I take deep breath. Should I tell her?
Would she hate me? Judge me?
I trust her.
"My mom is very sick. She's been for a long time.
And," I take deep breath "and she's not even alive anymore, she's just there.
Often she doesn't even recognize me.
But, I-I don't wanna let her go. I know it'd be a mercy for her but ugh! I know I'm a selfish asshole."
"Aiden?" I look up at her "it's okay. I get that you don't wanna let her go. Thank you for telling and trusting me with this. And you're not selfish for wanting the love of your mom."
I never thought it'd feel this good to talk about mother with someone.
But it feels like a burden I'm much more likely to be able to carry now.
"Thanks you lux mea."
"For what?"
"For understanding." I say as I kiss her forehead and take her hand in mine, just needing some more skin contact. But I'm truly grateful she gets me.
"And what does lux mea mean?"
I grimace, "um, it means 'my light'"
At first she doesn't react, but then she smiles so brightly I think my heart is gonna burst.
"My light? Isn't that Latin?"
"Yes it is, I'm actually fluent in Latin." I say thinking about the million times I said I hated my father for forcing me to learn it.
"That's actually so cool. Can you speak French?"
"Oui, as well as Italian and Spanish."
"Wait what the hell? Je ne savais pas que tu étais si intelligent."
(I never knew you are so smart.)
I grin "j'ai juste été forcé d'apprendre ces langues."
(I was just forced to learn those languages.)
"Hola." She smiles at me.
"Te ves hermosa." I smile back.
"What'd you just say?"
"You'll never know."
She rolls her eyes "that's just stupid."
"I said you look beautiful." I say truthfully and she honest to god blushes!
I never would've thought, I'd experience Azalea Fortier blush. Especially not because of me.
But I'd be lying if I said I didn't like it.
I could imagine doing a lot other things to her, that would make her blush.
Shit! Not going there!
I take her chin in my hand and turn her head, to make her look at me.
I see her looking at my lips.
And hers look so soft.
She slowly leans-
The door to the roofs crashes open.
"Aiden?!" I hear my fucking fathers voice.
I'm gonna kill him!
"What is it?"
For the first time in my fucking life it looks like he pities me. And I fucking hate it.
"Your mother, I got a call from the hospital - she, she just passed away."