No more ................. I am sick of ' L I E S ' [Boboiboy Fan Fiction]

Chapter 3 [ Why Did You ? ]

Last time~

Gempa: -_-' I was so scared

Fang: Hehe, I didn't mean to scare you all ^-^"

Thorn: Fang!

Fang: Thorn?

Thorn: *blushing a little* Hehe I made this for you also! *gives a flower crown made of violets*

In case you don't know what a violet is, it's a kind of flower which shares it's name with one colour of rainbow too. You can search on google.

Fang: *blushes too* Woah! Thank you

Thorn: *smiling brightly*

Aaron: (Why am I feeling this 'feeling' again? My heart belongs to him, not Fang. But still something in my heart says that I 'love' him. Why am I feeling this 'love' ? )

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After Sometime~

Aaron and others merged back 

Fang: Okay, I am going now. I just came to see if you all are okay or not.

Aaron: O-Okay

In Aaron's Room~

Aaron: *twisting and turning*

Axel: Is there a problem Aar?

(Ayas: Yo, say hello to our Grandpa! 

Axel: Hi! UwU Special hi to our LadyireneSofia1502 

Ayas: He will be staying with us for some more chapters. Now, on the story )

Aaron: No just...... thinking about him.

( Just guess who is him ) 

Axel: Him again! 

Aaron: Yes, I miss 

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Aarhan. *sad*

Axel: (Now, how should I tell her that Aarhan is here only. *sigh* ) Aaron, listen

Aaron: Don't be sad. I know you love him but, he is not here now. He will be here soon. As he promise-

Aaron: WHEN!! He said he will be back in 2 years. And now, 20 years are gone! *runs away from room*

( Ayas: Aww man, I feel bad for Aaron. Was it really necessary to disappear for 20 years straight!

Aarhan: I am sorry lah, it was because of-

Ryuga: Oi! Come here, next is your scene )

Fang: *sees Aaron running* hey Aaro-

Aaron: Leave me alone! I hate you Aarhan! *goes away*

Fang: *heart breaks* *sees Axel* Captain!

Axel: Aaron wait up- Oh hey Fang

Fang: WHy was she running like that?

Axel: She was just upset that's all

Fang: Is she............ upset that I 

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20 years?

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To be continued...