The Way He Changed My Life (Aaron Carpenter Fanfic)

New Friends

Kennedy
As we walk into Taylor's house, the smell of alcohol burns my nose. Aaron grabs my hand, pulling me into the direction of the group.

I notice a girl that hasn't been in the group before. She has long light brown hair that was in a messy ponytail. She is wearing a cool Nirvana shirt with holes in the corner. As well as some plain jeans and adidas superstars. She has a nice light tanned skin tone, and a good body.

Aaron greeted the group, I noticed the girl giving Aaron a weird look. I ignored it, and just said hi to the group.

"Guys, this is Paris," Taylor introduced us to her.

"Hey," she waves. We make eye contact and I smile.

"Nice to meet you, uh, Paris," Aaron says awkwardly.

"Yeah, you too," Paris gives him another odd look.

"Let's dance," Aaron turns to me. I nod, following him to an empty space. Some upbeat song is blasting through the speakers inside.

I look at Aaron, who kept looking at Paris. I frown, feeling like he's hiding something.

"Have you met her before?" I ask. He quickly looks down at me shaking his head.

"Who, Paris? No," he widens his eyes, still shaking his head.

"Then why do you keep looking at her like that," I question, crossing my arms.

"Don't worry," he says calmly.

"I'm getting a drink," I sigh. Aaron gives me a sad look before I walk away.

I make my way to the kitchen, where there's couples making out, people chugging bottles of vodka but failing, and people alone picking at food.

I pour myself a drink, mixing whatever looked nice. I feel someone walk behind me then stand next to me, Matthew.

"Oh hey," I smile at him, he returns one.

"Hello stranger," he smirks. He looks down at my drink, giving it a weird look.

"It's spiked, whatever the blue stuff is," Matthew says pointing at my drink.

"Really?" I ask, picking it up.

"Yep, never trust party drinks," he laughs sarcastically.

"Well, I need it," I let out a small laugh.

"What why?" he leans on the table.

"Aaron and this girl Paris have a history that he's not telling me," I explain. I pull the cup up to my lips before sculling most of it.

"History? They used to be best friends, but they got into a huge argument," he shrugged.

"About what?" I furrow my eyebrows together.

"Aaron wanted to be more, but she had a thing for Taylor and kindly rejected him. I guess he took it the wrong way," Matt explains, I nod my head.

"Oh," is all I say.

"I wouldn't worry about it though, I doubt they'll become friends again," he smiles at me.

"Be careful, stay away from creepy guys, I'm going to go talk to the girl over there," he grins pointing to a petite blonde. Wait, Chloe?

I sigh, then finish my drink as he walks off. I turn around, I have the sudden urge to use the bathroom. I walk upstairs, looking for an open door.

Eventually I found it, I walked in and closed the door behind me. I take a few breaths in and out, and quickly use the toilet.

I wash my hands after flushing, then walk out. A couple rushes in, pushing me. I roll my eyes, I continue to walk towards the stairs. I body bumps into me, I look up, holding onto the railing.