Post by aaron on Sept 11, 2011 19:30:01 GMT
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tearing love apart,
Aaron looked at October with a shocked expression. Not want her? She was basically everything he wanted since she was fifteen. Sure he had felt weird about it back then because he was nineteen, but now that they were going to get married, he embraced it. How could someone not want such a beautiful person? Not only beautiful in appearance, but Tober was beautiful inside, too. She was great. He laughed, trying to make her feel better. “Not pretty enough? You’re joking, right?” he asked, still chuckling slightly. He put his left hand on her thigh and squeezed ever so slightly. “Baby, you are the most beautiful girl I know. Don’t ever think otherwise.” He tilted her head with his finger so that she was looking straight into his eyes and smiled. “And you know you’re smarter than me.” He said and kissed her softly.
Aaron stood with his fiancée and pulled her up by the hand that was still holding hers. He laughed and nodded, “I’ll buy you whatever you want.” He said. If he could, he would literally buy her anything she wanted if it made her happy. If he could afford such lavish presents like diamond earrings and bracelets, he would get them for her. But, unfortunately, he was not blessed with such great expendables, so he made due with what he had. He didn’t mind not being the wealthiest person of them all. In fact, he liked being in the middle class. He didn’t have to worry about having to go to all those horrid, boring parties his rich friends droned about. His friends had even invited him to go to one to see what it was like, but he had to refuse because he didn’t really want to find out for himself when all they told him were the things that basically sucked about them.
Aaron walked with her down the wide path that lead through the giant park. He knew that his inspiration had come to him the moment that he laid eyes on Tober. He could feel it coming to him, and had to somehow remember everything his mind was thinking of. He supposed it eventually would any other time he saw her, so he could be patient with it. He was actually a pretty patient guy overall. He was hardly ever in a rush with things. Aaron was one of the most laid back persons you’d ever meet, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t a worrier sometimes, too. When that worried feeling ever became too overwhelming for him, he went to one of his friends to hook him up with a downer. Usually he would call his friend Ryland, who could get it for pretty cheap. She was a cool chick, and she made Aaron laugh. And what he liked most about her was that when he told her about his engagement, she backed off of trying to get him in the sack with her.
“Where do you want to go to get food?” he asked as he swung her hand walking towards town. He was definitely not a picky eater. He thought that it might have something to do with the fact that he was a werewolf, but he liked everything. Everything. He could eat anything and his stomach would greet it like they were old friends, just welcoming it home. He almost never got sick, either, which he loved. Aaron rubbed his stomach and tried to think of what he was in the mood for.
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