3 Months Later
"I'm so nervous." I looked down at my trembling hands trying to control myself from shaking so hard.
"It's fine. You'll do fine. Jesse is the coolest guy I know. We've been friends for years from way back in high school. He'll love you."
"I know it's silly, but I do want your best friend to approve of me." I looked over at him with a worried expression. Most girls I know don't give a crap about their boyfriend's friends, but from the way he's talked about his best friend Jesse, he really thought of him as like a brother.
They've done everything and been through so much together. The loss of his dad in a house fire; Jesse was the one who pulled him out of the shadows making him move on and go back to school. Aaron was ready to give up on life, and Jesse saved him.
Aaron reached down and grabbed the doorknob to their apartment. It wasn't a fancy neighborhood, actually it was rather run down looking, but it was not a terrible place. He opened the door, and I realized as I let out a huge gasp that I had been holding my breath for so long. If his best friend doesn't approve will he dump me? I know he's the first real boyfriend I've had, but I really cared about him.
He opens the door to a narrow hallway before me. We walk forward a few feet before turning at a door the left I assume was the living room. I thought I heard some kind of banging noise coming from that area, but I went in anyways with Aaron following me.
I turned and my eyes I thought were playing tricks on me. I saw this completely naked blonde that looked like a model with huge t**s laying straddled out on a couch with her legs dangling to the side of this full back-tattooed man. He had his knees on the ground, completely naked as well, and was pounding her -hard. I turned back and looked at Aaron who hadn't seen what was going on, and I gave him a don't-go-in-there expression. He looked at me confused, then barged into the living room not heading my warning. I hid in the hallway out of site, expecting screams and yells from Aaron, but after a few moments the girl ran past me distraught not even taking a moment to look my way and ran straight out the door in only a sheet.
Then I heard laughing coming from Aaron. Why the hell is he laughing? I walked into the room slowly behind Aaron. "Well, wow, Aaron, who is the lovely angel before us? My birthday present?" I dropped my jaw in disgust. Seriously?
"No, actually, this is my girlfriend I'd been telling you about, Mary." I looked up at him, smiled for a tiny second, then went back to scolding him.
"Ah, virgin Mary." He teased.
"Not the slightest." I returned with a wicked grin on my face. Aaron looked back at me in a confused expression like I was some kind of stranger to him, and Jesse broke out in laughter.
"She's funny, I like her." He boasted while they talked amongst themselves. I no longer knew if I wanted him to like me. He seemed like bad news. Aaron is this sweet, red-headed, full of freckles, fluffy guy, not fat, but definitely doesn't have six-pack abs. Jesse; however, has a built bod and muscles popping out in every inch. He had abs, biceps, triceps, you could tell he worked out regularly. Then he had this massive tattoo fully covering his back and halfway down his arms. He said they were in high-school together, but he looked a few years older than Aaron. I was 18 and Aaron was 19, but this guy had to be at least 23.
"Did you hear me, doll?" I snapped back from my thoughts as Jesse was now an inch away talking to me. What did he say? I wasn't listening.
"What's that?" I snapped back.
"I wanted to apologize for what you saw."
"I'm a big girl, I can handle it. No need to apologize. This is your place."
"Uh, it's our place, and I asked him nicely to keep his girls in his room." Aaron protested.
Jesse turned back to Aaron, 'then what fun is that?" Then he reached down, grabbed his clothes strung all over the couch, and walked towards his room.
"THAT is your roommate? How were you two friends in high school? He looks years older than you?"
"Well, I was in high school, not him, he was my neighbor. He lived and took care of his sick dad, who passed away just last year. That's why he moved in here with me."
"Oh, that's sad. Why is he so--"
Aaron looked at me in confusion. He always acted confused anymore.
"I don't know. Wild? Buff? Tattoo'd? You don't have any of those."
"Ouch, I resent the buff part, and the wild.. he's always been like that. The buff and tattoos are from when he was at war in the army. He gets called on and off."
"The army? Wow." I went from thinking he was some asshole, to this sexy army dude. No wonder he's loose with his women, he probably was in the army years without them. He got 100 times hotter.
"You ready to see my room?" He gestured.
"Sure." I smiled back. Part of me wished Aaron was more like Jesse. I was really surprised when I saw that was who his roommate was. Aaron is a kind, sweet, gentlemen, but sometimes I wish he wasn't all of the time. Any time we have s*x, it's always the exact same way, position, and even time. He gets kind of boring sometimes, but I do care for him, and he has been so good to me. So, that should mean something... right?