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

Nineteen - You dont actually have Ebola, right?

Casey Mitchell

It's been three weeks, and everything has been going rather smoothly. In the books, something always happens by now, but we're in reality. Not a book. I guess that means I can let down my walls.

I'm not worried about Aaron hurting me. I know he won't. Cheyenne says the same thing, and trust me - she knows her brother. I honestly think they're closer than me and her which is saying something. They don't really hang out a lot with others, but when they're alone, they hang out a lot.

They're not trying to hide their close friendship by any means! That's not what I'm saying. I'm just saying when they hang out, they tend to be more open when alone. I know this because she has told me before. I'm not a creeper! I swear!

Its Halloween today, and Aaron and I are going to take his nephew Greyson trick-or-treating since Greyson's mom has the flu. We felt like it would be a nice thing to do.

Shawn and Cheyenne were supposed to come with us, especially since Cheyenne is better with children then me, but Shawn has a really bad cold. What's up with everybody being sick lately, by the way? Cheyenne wants to stay with him and be his doctor - bet there's going to be some sexy time too, cough cough -, so they're not coming. There is, however, a haunted trail that Aaron's dad is making, and it's for Greyson's birthday party - Greyson loves scary stuff - that all of us should be going on together next Saturday. Let's hope nobody else gets sick.

At the moment, Aaron, Cheyenne, and I are at Shawn's. Aaron and I brought Cheyenne over, plus we wanted to check on Shawn ourselves. This should be fun.

Aaron still isn't completely happy over the fact that his sister is dating his best friend, which he isn't trying to hide that fact at all, but everyone has gotten used to that for the most part. It still makes Shawn uncomfortable, and it annoys the hell out of Cheyenne, plus it worries her. She's afraid Shawn might get annoyed and break up with her for it. I honestly don't think that'll happen, but that's not going to calm down Cheyenne. Trust me, I've tried.

"Are you sure you guys don't need anything," Aaron asks the two, snapping me out of my never ending thoughts.

"Yeah, we're fine. Mom has already given me everything we need in order for me to take care of Shawn," Cheyenne replies. "We'll be fine. Thank you though."

"You're welcome. If you need anything, call us. Okay," I step in, hugging Cheyenne.

"Alrighty. Now leave. I can't stand the face of peasants," Cheyenne laughs, hugging Aaron.

"Whatever," Aaron chuckles. "You good, man," he directs his eyes to Shawn.

"Yeah, I'm good. Other than the coughing, and sneezing, and migraines, and Ebola," he shrugs, causing us all to laugh.

"You don't actually have Ebola, right," Aaron asks, seriously.

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"Take good care of my boy," Aaron's aunt calls from the front door as I buckle Greyson in, and slide into my own seat.

"We will! Bye," I wave as I shut the door and buckle myself in.

Aaron pulls out of the drive way, and turns around towards Greyson.

"So little man, what are you supposed to be," he asks.

"Da hook," he exclaims, as if he's already had a lot of candy.

Since he's only two, his words sound funny. What he tried to say was 'The Hulk'.

"Alright," Aaron laughs, adding excitement into his voice as well.