Remember: Alex and Aro (boyxboy)

Chapter 32

"As for your question, my walk turned into a shopping trip for Aro's benefit." I tut, grimacing at the thought of the amount of money in my account. Enoch smiles. "What did you buy?" He asks casually and I almost start getting angry again at the memory.

"A watch. An expensive, branded, ridiculously priced watch. He's drained my bank account and he barely said thank you." I snap and he sighs, looking symphathetic. "He's never had a mate before. If anyone gives him gifts, they're usually from women and he hates that. He's ecstatic, I'm sure. He just doesn't know how to handle or respond to it." He assures and I relax a little.

His words make sense and I feel quite stupid at my outburst at Aro in the tower. "I'd barely met Caius's wife and now she probably thinks I'm such dickhead." I flop my head onto my arms, sighing.

Enoch can't resist a smile and takes a seat at the table. "Maybe you should apologise to Aro. He's really not used to this type of thing." He repeats and I rise from the table with a deep sigh.

"Okay, Enoch. You win." I groan at the idea of having to apologise to Aro's smug face. "Get the kettle on, Enoch. I'll be needing it after this little incident." I leave the kitchen, hearing Enoch's amused chuckle.

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I reluctantly knock on the tower door, gasping for air after tackling the spiral staircase. I hunch over, waiting for the door to be opened when I hear Aro from the other side of the thick wood.

"I do not wish to speak to you, Alex." His voice is audible but muffled. I groan with frustration. "Aro, stop being an attention seeking little-"
"Do not bother insulting me." He interupts before I can finish.

"You did your fair share of that earlier, humiliating me in front of Athenadora." He sounds embarrassed and I feel a small jolt of triumph for a second before snapping back to reality and shame.

"I'm sorry, Aro. I've come to apologise." I try turning the handle, but it remains stiff and uncooperating. I bang my forehead against the door, irritated at Aro's comments.

"Please leave, Alex." I hear him sigh and I feel quite bad for my actions. 'You're such a dickhead.' Richard snarls, and I flinch at his tone of voice. I snap back to reality and knock at the door again.

"Aro, please. Open. The. Door." I enunciate each syllable, hoping he'll at least open it by a crack. "Aro?" I try again, but he stays quiet for a few more seconds.

"Alex. I....I opened the box. It's a beautiful watch. It must have cost a lot of money. I'm very happy." He admits quietly, so quietly I have to press my ear against the door.

"I'm glad you like it, Aro. Now let me in. Please." I add as an extra little thing in the hope he'll open the door. I wait anxiously, relieved when the door swings open and Aro stands there, looking sheepish.

"Alex." He acknowledges, and I offer a small sorry smile. "I'm sorry, Aro." I apologise quietly and he crosses his arms over his chest. "Sorry about what?" He demands and I groan at him. "For being so over dramatic. I'm sorry." I summarise and he smiles a sad smile, nowhere near the usual manic idiot he usually is.

"It is fine." He sighs, making room to walk through the door. I duck under his arm that props open the door and head into the tower room, where thankfully, Athenadora isn't there.

As Aro sits on the sofa opposite me, I notice he's wearing his watch. "Thanks for wearing it." I gesture towards his wrist and he shrugs, still acting miffed. "Thank you for buying it." He pours some more of the red liquid into his glass and sips thoughtfully.

"It seems that every other day you have something bad to say to me." He sighs regretfully and I hang my head, angry at upsetting him. "Like I said before, I did not choose you to be my mate. It is naturally occuring. I am just the one who carries it out and tries to make it work." He summarises softly while I stare out through the tower window, looking at the bright sun.

"Let's go on a holiday." He announces randomly and I turn to face him, noting his manic smile is back in place and his eyes are shining.

"Seriously, just when I start to think that you might be slightly sane, you go and say something like that." I tut disapprovingly and he shrugs. "I thought you might like to go somewhere, for a getaway." He says 'getaway' like a foreign word and I stifle a giggle.

"Cool. How about Greece?" I suggest, looking it up on my phone. I glance up at him for a response to see him stiffen, but his manic smile is still plastered across his face. "Greece?" I try again and he smiles brightly. "Sounds wonderful. I'll get the tickets today. Just you and me. In the sun." He adds nervously and I realise one important thing.

"Your skin. Won't it give off smoke or something?" I half joke and he smiles softly again. "Not quite. But it does react to the sun, yes." He sounds sad, but quickly smiles up at me. "Greece it is." He decides, leaping from the sofa.

"I'll get the tickets today." He repeats excitedly, pulling out his wallet. "I'll go now. You stay here. Right here."
"Aro, I-"
"Stay here, I'll be back with those tickets!" He promises but I rush over to him.

"Aro, isn't is dangerous for your sk-" He leaves through the door before I can finish. Guess I'm going to Greece.