Chapter One
(Allisons POV)
Allison laughed he tackled her playfully, a smile plastered across his face. His eyes bright, more brilliant than she had ever seen them. He was happy, and his movements weren't slow, and thought out. They were radical, and fast, he brought her to the ground quickly. His body wrapping around her, as she awkwardly tried to roll away. They flipped over, and landed on their backs. He sucked in a breath, and exhaled quickly, catching his breath as best he could. Allison lay there her guard down, and her eyes staring at him in disbelief. She let her chest rise at a faster rate than normal, her initial adrenaline bursting through her. He took this moment to roll towards her, gingerly resting his head on his left hand. Allison held her breath, not sure of how to react, her body tingling with ideas that she wanted occur. He lifted his right arm, and went to touch her check softly, Allison watched as he leaned in. His eyes slowly beginning to close, and his touch soft. She could feel his breathe on her lips. And then she could hear voices, she looked at him acutely aware of their surroundings. Jamie was on her way, and could round the corner at any moment, along with any other person still on campus. He barely touching fingertips kept her from stopping and she let there lips touch, the softest of caresses. The pit of her stomach burned with desire, and she backed away with a new found speed. Her body rolling away from his quickly. She picked herself up, and found her balance. She stared at his face, and let her heart drop. She could see the pain in his eyes, and the shame on his face. Allison pushed her emotions far down into her recesses, and stepped forward, motioning for him to be calm with her hands.
(Aarons pov)
Aaron sprinted towards her, his entire body swaying with the motion. He laughed, letting his spirits soar. He felt relieved, and it was suddenly as if stress could not grasp him, and reality was far away. It was just him and Allison. Just cute, funny, innocent Allison. She was such a good student, and friend. He would do anything to protect her. Aaron let himself improvise, not allowing her to guess his movements. His hands grasped her hips firmly, dragging her down to the grassy lawn. It was soft. Clean.Crisp.Aaron could feel it bending slightly under their combined wieght, and he let out a surprised noise as she curled up slightly, making them flip over. They both laid on their backs unnaturally close to each other, breathing loudly, the adrenaline pumping in his viens. He grinned, and rolled onto his side facing her. She was breathtaking, just laying there so surprised that he could be fun, and human. He knew that's what she was thinking. That he was never any fun, not that it mattered. He smiled at her wide eyes, staring at him, and he could hear her heart beating rapidly. Her skin seemed so smooth, as if she had just applied her foundation. He laughed thinking how the twilight made her seem almost mystical, untouchable. He reached out, letting go of his inhibitions, wanting to touch her skin so badly. He let out a small breathe as his fingertips brushed against her cheek, barely gracing the surface. He leaned forward, wanting more than he should. He wanted so badly to touch her, and feel her skin against his. He was so close. His lips so close he could feel the heat from her body. He heard the voices the moment Allison leapt up. His world crashed quickly around him. What the hell am I doing, I love my wife. I love my children. I would never - I know I would never. Allison was staring at him, and he couldn't think of words to say. He couldn't describe the dispair that came over her face as she looked at him. As she saw through his charades. He started to back away a feeling of shame, and fear was striking his heart furiously. She could ruin me with this. My entire career, my entire life.
“ALLISON!!! Your here so early! Why?”
(Allisons POV)
Allison turned to her left, staring at the alleyway inbetween the two buildings, watching as Jaime rounded the corner, her business suit already on. Jaime looked at Aaron quickly, staring at him in disgust, her question clear, and voiced loudly, “What the hell are you doing on the ground?” Allison dropped into a crouching position by him quickly thinking up a alibi in her head, “Oh, Jaime its all my fault! I was so clumsy I knocked him over, and got his clothes all scruffed up. It was quite a fall, I had just gotten up to help him when you arrived!” She extended out her hand and slowly began to stand helping him to his feet. She let a uneasy jolt of energy run through them both as they their skin touched. He flinched slightly, but his face was void of emotion, except digust. Allison frowned thinking he looked similar to a broken toy, his smile as the same as usual, but his eyes were dark, and rapidly darting around the open area, avoiding her. And he creased his forehead slightly, with the effort. Aaron looked at her momentarily, letting their eyes meet briefly before blinking unnaturally fast, and looking away. His smile flashing, and his voice, naturally smooth, and even. Allison looked away giving him his privacy. Irritated with herself, for believing that anything could ever happen between them. She stared at a small patch of grass while he conversed mechanically with Jaime, waiting for their evening plans to be set.
(Aarons POV)
Aaron wanted to groan as Jaime came into his view. Why the hell did I think conversing with Allison on a walk would be better than a fucking meeting in my office? And since when is Jaime ever on time. Fuck this shit. Jaime looked at him, a arrogant expression written across her face. “What the hell are you doing on the ground? Aaron siliently cursed her, wanting to throttle her slowly, and painfully. He opened his mouth to retort, only to be cut off by Allisons quick grovelling. “Oh, Jaime its all my fault! I was so clumsy I knocked him over, and got his clothes all scruffed up. It was quite a fall, I had just gotten up to help him when you arrived!” He looked at her as she crouched down beside him, and he felt such disdain for himself, a inner hatred deeper than anything he had felt so far for any human being, much less himself. He looked at her now outstreached hand, and grasped it letting her help him stand. He could feel the tension in their touch, and it made him uncomfortable. He quickly smiled at Jaime, flashing his most brilliant smile, reserved for when he need a nice salary increase, or something difficult to manage. He blinked a few times trying to adjust within a few seconds to this new persona, he prided himself on his ability to hide his emotions, and simply become whatever person he needed to be at the moment. He smiled at Jaime, “So what time are we leaving for Dovan Center?”
She glared, and frowned, refusing to return his polite mannerisms, “When you stop fucking around with your students out here. It is dark, it is late, and you both know how this could tarnish your reputations. How could you be so ignorant with only days until the competition?”
Aaron smirked, “Well, I'll be sure to work on my intelligence. And I would apperciate if you would stop cursing, it is very unlady like.”
He couldn't remember when he had met Jaime, but he remembered always having a distaste for her. She was his advisor, sent to replace his old boss, Amanda James. He had been shocked when her beautiful lips opened, filling the room with curse words, and foul jokes.
She blinked a couple times, and then looked to her pompous assistant, who was plump and well pampered. “Dirk, what time is the car arriving at the Melamore Plaza?” The man looked at her, his fat cheeks red from the warm spring weather. “In 45 mintues ma'am, Should I call and reschedule its arrival?”
She took this time, to look Aaron in the eyes, and smirk satisfied with herself, “Oh, no, Mr. Williams has everything under control, he and little miss. Allison, will be there.” She turned on heel, not bothering to look back, “ I trust you two will get your shit together, and stop rolling around with each other. Unless you intend on tarnishing the schools name with your ignorance.”
(Allison POV)
Allison watched Jaime strut away, her face on fire, she didn't dare look at Aaron. “I'm going to my room.”She started to walk past Aaron, keeping him out of her line of vision. He sidestepped into her path quickly, and reached out gingerly, his face full of regret.
“Allison. I am so sorry, please, please forgive me?”
Allison looked up slowly meeting his gaze, “Forgive you? Maybe when you give me a reason to!” She said angerily, not sparing him any of the venom in her voice. She dropped her shoulder, letting his hand slide off. Aaron started to speak, his face hurt, but the words left him. He let his mouth hang open slightly, his brows furrowed, his emotions reading all over his face. Allison shoved past him, small tears welling up in her eyes, “JUST GO AWAY!.”
Allison laughed he tackled her playfully, a smile plastered across his face. His eyes bright, more brilliant than she had ever seen them. He was happy, and his movements weren't slow, and thought out. They were radical, and fast, he brought her to the ground quickly. His body wrapping around her, as she awkwardly tried to roll away. They flipped over, and landed on their backs. He sucked in a breath, and exhaled quickly, catching his breath as best he could. Allison lay there her guard down, and her eyes staring at him in disbelief. She let her chest rise at a faster rate than normal, her initial adrenaline bursting through her. He took this moment to roll towards her, gingerly resting his head on his left hand. Allison held her breath, not sure of how to react, her body tingling with ideas that she wanted occur. He lifted his right arm, and went to touch her check softly, Allison watched as he leaned in. His eyes slowly beginning to close, and his touch soft. She could feel his breathe on her lips. And then she could hear voices, she looked at him acutely aware of their surroundings. Jamie was on her way, and could round the corner at any moment, along with any other person still on campus. He barely touching fingertips kept her from stopping and she let there lips touch, the softest of caresses. The pit of her stomach burned with desire, and she backed away with a new found speed. Her body rolling away from his quickly. She picked herself up, and found her balance. She stared at his face, and let her heart drop. She could see the pain in his eyes, and the shame on his face. Allison pushed her emotions far down into her recesses, and stepped forward, motioning for him to be calm with her hands.
(Aarons pov)
Aaron sprinted towards her, his entire body swaying with the motion. He laughed, letting his spirits soar. He felt relieved, and it was suddenly as if stress could not grasp him, and reality was far away. It was just him and Allison. Just cute, funny, innocent Allison. She was such a good student, and friend. He would do anything to protect her. Aaron let himself improvise, not allowing her to guess his movements. His hands grasped her hips firmly, dragging her down to the grassy lawn. It was soft. Clean.Crisp.Aaron could feel it bending slightly under their combined wieght, and he let out a surprised noise as she curled up slightly, making them flip over. They both laid on their backs unnaturally close to each other, breathing loudly, the adrenaline pumping in his viens. He grinned, and rolled onto his side facing her. She was breathtaking, just laying there so surprised that he could be fun, and human. He knew that's what she was thinking. That he was never any fun, not that it mattered. He smiled at her wide eyes, staring at him, and he could hear her heart beating rapidly. Her skin seemed so smooth, as if she had just applied her foundation. He laughed thinking how the twilight made her seem almost mystical, untouchable. He reached out, letting go of his inhibitions, wanting to touch her skin so badly. He let out a small breathe as his fingertips brushed against her cheek, barely gracing the surface. He leaned forward, wanting more than he should. He wanted so badly to touch her, and feel her skin against his. He was so close. His lips so close he could feel the heat from her body. He heard the voices the moment Allison leapt up. His world crashed quickly around him. What the hell am I doing, I love my wife. I love my children. I would never - I know I would never. Allison was staring at him, and he couldn't think of words to say. He couldn't describe the dispair that came over her face as she looked at him. As she saw through his charades. He started to back away a feeling of shame, and fear was striking his heart furiously. She could ruin me with this. My entire career, my entire life.
“ALLISON!!! Your here so early! Why?”
(Allisons POV)
Allison turned to her left, staring at the alleyway inbetween the two buildings, watching as Jaime rounded the corner, her business suit already on. Jaime looked at Aaron quickly, staring at him in disgust, her question clear, and voiced loudly, “What the hell are you doing on the ground?” Allison dropped into a crouching position by him quickly thinking up a alibi in her head, “Oh, Jaime its all my fault! I was so clumsy I knocked him over, and got his clothes all scruffed up. It was quite a fall, I had just gotten up to help him when you arrived!” She extended out her hand and slowly began to stand helping him to his feet. She let a uneasy jolt of energy run through them both as they their skin touched. He flinched slightly, but his face was void of emotion, except digust. Allison frowned thinking he looked similar to a broken toy, his smile as the same as usual, but his eyes were dark, and rapidly darting around the open area, avoiding her. And he creased his forehead slightly, with the effort. Aaron looked at her momentarily, letting their eyes meet briefly before blinking unnaturally fast, and looking away. His smile flashing, and his voice, naturally smooth, and even. Allison looked away giving him his privacy. Irritated with herself, for believing that anything could ever happen between them. She stared at a small patch of grass while he conversed mechanically with Jaime, waiting for their evening plans to be set.
(Aarons POV)
Aaron wanted to groan as Jaime came into his view. Why the hell did I think conversing with Allison on a walk would be better than a fucking meeting in my office? And since when is Jaime ever on time. Fuck this shit. Jaime looked at him, a arrogant expression written across her face. “What the hell are you doing on the ground? Aaron siliently cursed her, wanting to throttle her slowly, and painfully. He opened his mouth to retort, only to be cut off by Allisons quick grovelling. “Oh, Jaime its all my fault! I was so clumsy I knocked him over, and got his clothes all scruffed up. It was quite a fall, I had just gotten up to help him when you arrived!” He looked at her as she crouched down beside him, and he felt such disdain for himself, a inner hatred deeper than anything he had felt so far for any human being, much less himself. He looked at her now outstreached hand, and grasped it letting her help him stand. He could feel the tension in their touch, and it made him uncomfortable. He quickly smiled at Jaime, flashing his most brilliant smile, reserved for when he need a nice salary increase, or something difficult to manage. He blinked a few times trying to adjust within a few seconds to this new persona, he prided himself on his ability to hide his emotions, and simply become whatever person he needed to be at the moment. He smiled at Jaime, “So what time are we leaving for Dovan Center?”
She glared, and frowned, refusing to return his polite mannerisms, “When you stop fucking around with your students out here. It is dark, it is late, and you both know how this could tarnish your reputations. How could you be so ignorant with only days until the competition?”
Aaron smirked, “Well, I'll be sure to work on my intelligence. And I would apperciate if you would stop cursing, it is very unlady like.”
He couldn't remember when he had met Jaime, but he remembered always having a distaste for her. She was his advisor, sent to replace his old boss, Amanda James. He had been shocked when her beautiful lips opened, filling the room with curse words, and foul jokes.
She blinked a couple times, and then looked to her pompous assistant, who was plump and well pampered. “Dirk, what time is the car arriving at the Melamore Plaza?” The man looked at her, his fat cheeks red from the warm spring weather. “In 45 mintues ma'am, Should I call and reschedule its arrival?”
She took this time, to look Aaron in the eyes, and smirk satisfied with herself, “Oh, no, Mr. Williams has everything under control, he and little miss. Allison, will be there.” She turned on heel, not bothering to look back, “ I trust you two will get your shit together, and stop rolling around with each other. Unless you intend on tarnishing the schools name with your ignorance.”
(Allison POV)
Allison watched Jaime strut away, her face on fire, she didn't dare look at Aaron. “I'm going to my room.”She started to walk past Aaron, keeping him out of her line of vision. He sidestepped into her path quickly, and reached out gingerly, his face full of regret.
“Allison. I am so sorry, please, please forgive me?”
Allison looked up slowly meeting his gaze, “Forgive you? Maybe when you give me a reason to!” She said angerily, not sparing him any of the venom in her voice. She dropped her shoulder, letting his hand slide off. Aaron started to speak, his face hurt, but the words left him. He let his mouth hang open slightly, his brows furrowed, his emotions reading all over his face. Allison shoved past him, small tears welling up in her eyes, “JUST GO AWAY!.”