It All Started With A Game || Aaron Carpenter and Shawn Mendes au

Seventeen - Carpenter Kiss

"We should dance," Aaron says.

I fake a laugh. "Yeah, we should also find a chicken that lays golden eggs."

"Cmon, I'm serious. Let's go dance," Aaron pouts. Ugh, I hate him.

I roll my eyes as we walk to the dance floor as well. He places his hands on my sides as I place mine on his shoulders. We sway with the music, and just let the melody of the music overtake the moment.

"Casey," Aaron whispers after a minute.

"Yeah," I ask as he spins me.

"I really, really want to kiss you," he states.

-Outside of chapter : this has nothing to do with the chapter . Ignore unless you are Casey . Thank you .

I bet you're freaking out Casey😏 I'm definitely going to get a hug tomorrow ... Nah I'll probably get slapped for putting this in the chapter .. Oh well haha Casey you guys are so 😻 Continue -

I took that as my ticket to do something that I've wanted to do for years. I kissed him. This wasn't an ordinary peck. This was a full blown make out sesh. As soon as my lips hit his, I was no longer in control of my body. I kissed him like my life depended on it. When the song ended, I immediately pulled away.

I cannot believe I just did that! Aaron is my best friend's brother, and he is supposed to think of me as his sister. Not a girlfriend. I mean, I'm not complaining. He's Aaron! Who would? But I think he got hit over the head and is crazy now. Yep. That's the only logical reason.

Nope. He actually likes me. This is real life. This is too much. I need fresh air. Yeah, I need that.

I quickly walk away from Aaron and towards the doors to exit the gym. I see Cheyenne walking towards Max, so I decide to tell her what's going on. Well, just that I'm getting fresh air although it doesn't turn out that way. This girl asks ok many damn questions, I swear.

I walk beside Cheyenne to tell her. "Cheyenne, if you need me, I'll be getting fresh air, okay?"

"Okay. Are you okay," she asks

"I don't know." She gives me a questioning look, so I explain. "Aaron just kissed me."

"That's good though, right?"

"Yeah, but he's not supposed to like me. I'm me."

"Which is why he's supposed to."

"Whatever. I just need some fresh air," I say and walk away.

I walk outside to see a couple making out in a car - great, I'm scarred for life - and two girls smoking on the other side of the parking lot from the car. Don't we have supervisors at this dance? Damn.

I sit for a few minutes thinking of everything.

If you haven't already figured out, I'm super insecure. I mean, Cheyenne is too, but she knows how to cover it. Plus she's insecure for no reason, unlike me although she says it's the other way around.

Because I'm so insecure, I feel like I'm unlikable. If I'm unlikable, I'm obviously unlovable. That's how I feel. With Aaron, he makes me feel special, but more insecure. He has so many friends that are girls that I always feel inferior to them when it comes to his admiration. Cheyenne says I shouldn't, but I do.

On the other hand, if I really am likable, how do I know Aaron even really likes me? Both him and Shawn are known for being players, so what if they're playing us? And what if they're not?

Honestly, I don't think they are. If they were, they would have had sex with us already, and left. They do those things incredibly fast. I guess I'll just give Aaron a chance, I mean what else can I do?

"Hey Casey," I hear a voice from behind me, snapping my head towards the voice. Behind him, I see a bunch of kids in the hall. Damn, they really need to pee, huh? Oh yeah, there's a bathroom near where they're standing.

"Yeah?"

"Max and Cheyenne are fighting. Like, fist fighting," Carter says.

"That's impossible! Max is our friend now!"

"No she's not," he laughs. "She set you guys up, so she could catch you off guard."

That little ugly bitch.

"Thanks Carter," I say, running inside. I get through the crowd of people video recording on their phone to see Max straddling my best friend and getting ready to punch her. Oh hell no.

I jump at Max, knocking her off of Cheyenne. I start punching the shit out of her when I hear her crying. Do I stop? Hell no! Do I punch harder? Hell yes!

"Casey," I hear Cheyenne say as she tries to pull me off. "Casey. Casey! Casey, stop," she continues to scream, finally pulling me off.

"Keep your ugly ass hands off of my best friend," I yell.

"Woah," I hear. Cheyenne and I snap our heads towards the voice to see Shawn and Aaron staring at us and Max. "Damn," Shawn says. "Our girls can fight," Aaron finishes for him.

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After the fight, we got in trouble with the principal, but other than that, our night was fantastic. Max stayed away from us, and she even looked a little scared. The night was pretty great if I do say so myself.

At the moment, Aaron is walking me to my front door.

"I had fun tonight," I say, as I turn to face him.

"I did too. Except when you ran from me after making out with me," he chuckles.

"Oh shut up," I laugh.

"Seriously, why did you run from me?"

"It freaked me out. I always thought I never stood a chance against those other girls, and you're showing interest in me now. It was weird."

"Well you're the only girl I see. I really like you," he says, taking three steps forward and grabbing my hand.

"Thank you for saying you would be my girlfriend earlier. I honestly was so nervous," he laughed.

Oh yeah, he asked me to be his girlfriend, and I said yes. Obviously.

"You're welcome. I kind of enjoyed saying yes anyway," I laugh back.

"You should get some sleep. I don't want to sleep deprive you," he chuckles before kissing my forehead.

"Okay. Text me when you get home, so I know you're safe," I say before kissing him on the lips and walking inside.

I run to my room, text Cheyenne to tell her I'm going over tomorrow, get into my pajamas, and dream of a Carpenter twin. The male one, that is.

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AUTHORS NOTE:

It's obvious I'm getting a hug tomorrow.

My cat is glaring at me... CALL 9-1-1 !!! I'm gonna die !!

Okay bye XD