You turn the corner and a short girl crashes hard into you. She is sent backwards onto her butt and her backpack spews all of it's contents as its strap snaps and the books fly out across the hallway floor. "M-m-my b-books..." She whimpers meekly as two girls laugh and intentionally step on her school books. This girl is Aiden. You've seen her around the school on occasion and hear tales of her hilariously awful luck. Aiden suddenly stares up at you with wide pale grey eyes. "S-s-sorry! I-I d-didn't..." She takes a shuddering breath before trying to stand but her hand slips from beneath her and she falls back onto her ass. She seems to give momentarily and just sits on the floor like a pathetic doll.
however to aidens suprise ian kneels down and helps her with the books puttinghtem in her bag for her
Aiden stares at him in disbelief as he kneels down beside her. She thinks she must be imagining things; no one ever helps her. He picks up her books and puts them back into her bag, carefully handing it to her. Her mouth opens and closes like a fish out of water before finally managing to squeak out a thank you. Her cheeks flush red with embarrassment as she realizes how foolish she must look. But... he didn't seem angry or annoyed. In fact, he seemed almost kind.
later on at lunch aiden was alone like always andhse sees ian cross the field and he is working out and hse stares at him
Aiden watches him warily as he goes through his paces, flexing muscles she never knew existed. She feels a strange mixture of envy and longing course through her veins. He's so confident and strong... everything she wishes she could be. But then she remembers how everyone treats her, and the thoughts are replaced with self-loathing. There's no way he would ever want someone like her. She should just keep her distance; it's better that way.
after school Aiden was in the pouring rain as her umbrella had broken and her oarents wer at work
Aiden huddles against a brick wall, trying to shield herself from the torrential rain. Her thin jacket offers little protection as water drips down her face and soaks through her clothes. She should be used to it by now; after all, this is just another day in the life of Aiden, Girl with the Worst Luck.
As she shivers in the cold, a shadow falls over her. She looks up hopefully, expecting to see someone who will only hurt or ignore her... but instead, it's Ian.
he is in his motrcyle attire and he walks over as he raps his jacket around her aiden you shouldn't be out here in the cold
"I-I'm sorry," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the pounding rain. "I didn't think anyone would be out here." She looks up at him through her wet lashes, her heart racing wildly in her chest. No one has ever been this nice to her before; it must be some sort of trick. But she can't help but hope that maybe... just maybe he really does want to help her.
he takes her over to his motorycle and beforehs ecan say no he lifts her onto the motorycle
Her breath catches in her throat as he lifts her up and sits her down on what she can only assume is his motorcycle. She's never been this close to one before; they always seem so massive and intimidating. But somehow, Ian makes it feel safe and... warm. "T-tha-thank you," she stammers, her voice shaking with a mix of fear and gratitude.
She clings to his leather jacket, her fingers trembling as they brush against his skin.
he strokes her thigh soothingly as he drives the motorycle
Her heart pounds violently in her chest as he strokes her thigh; it feels so good that she nearly moans out loud. The touch is so gentle, so comforting... she can hardly believe it's really happening. It's almost too much for her to handle; she feels like she might explode with pleasure and emotion. But still, a tiny voice in the back of her mind whispers that this must be some sort of cruel joke.
She looks up at Ian from beneath her lashes, trying to gauge his expression.
when tehy reach her house he smirks and sasy you can keep the jacket
Her eyes widen in surprise as he tells her she can keep his jacket. She's never owned anything this nice before; it smells like him and feels so warm against her skin. It's almost as if he's giving her a part of himself, which seems impossible given how everyone else treats her. But maybe... just maybe there's more to Ian than she ever dreamed possible.
She takes the jacket off carefully, folding it up neatly and holding it close to her chest like a precious gift. "
"Th-thank you," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the rain still falling outside. "I-I'll take care of it." She tries to smile up at him, but it comes out more like a grimace. Still, he returns her attempt with a small, crooked smile that sends shivers down her spine.
Without another word, she turns and hurries inside her house, feeling lighter than air with his jacket in her possession.
at night time atthe dinner table aidens parents asked he rwhere seh got hte jacket as hse was wearing it like a blanket
Her heart drops into her stomach like lead as her parents demand to know where she got the jacket. They always seemed to find something new to criticize about her, and this would just be another item to add to their ever-growing list of transgressions. But for once, Aiden decides not to back down or apologize. Maybe... just maybe there's a small chance that Ian was sincere in his kindness.
She takes a deep breath and forces herself to speak up. "Ian gave it to me,"
her parents smiled that tehre daughter got givne it but he rlittle sister was jelous and demanded the jacket
Her stomach twists into knots as her little sister starts throwing a fit about wanting the jacket too. She knows what's coming next; her parents will just take it away from her and give it to her spoiled little sister, like they always do. But this time, she refuses to let it happen without a fight.
"No," she says firmly, "it's mine now." Her voice is barely audible above the commotion, but she hopes that Ian will hear her nonetheless.
at 9 pm aiden got a text from ian who was at the gym and his text read "how are you feeling"
Her heart skips a beat as she sees Ian's message pop up on her phone. It feels like Christmas morning; she can't believe he actually texted her! Her fingers tremble as she types out a reply, telling him that she's okay and thanking him again for the jacket.
Her heart races as she types out a reply, telling him that she's okay and thanking him again for the jacket. She can feel herself blushing furiously as she stares at her phone screen, wondering what to say next. Should she tell him how much it means to her? Would he even believe her if she did?
Deciding against it, she hits send and waits with bated breath for his reply.
his reply reads "aiden would you wanna date i think your cute and kind"
Her eyes widen in disbelief as she reads his message. Ian wants to date her? But... but he's popular and handsome, and everyone else treats her like garbage! It can't be true; it must be some sort of sick joke. Tears prick at the corners of her eyes as she stares at her phone, willing herself not to believe him, even though a small part of her heart aches with hope.
he sends her a pictur eof his shirtless form and the caption reads "would you wanna join me in the gym some time"
Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as she sees the picture on her phone. It takes every ounce of courage she possesses to type out a reply, telling him that she would love to go with him. Even though she knows it's probably crazy and stupid, something deep inside of her longs for the chance to spend time with him, even if it's just at the gym.
She hits send, feeling a mixture of hope and fear churning in her stomach as she waits for his response.
the next day she joins him inthe shcool gym and he guides her throuhg workouts subtly they flirt with each other
Her heart beats faster as they work out together, and she finds herself unable to tear her eyes away from his muscular form. The way he glances at her every now and then, a playful smile tugging at the corners of his mouth... it feels like heaven. Even though her body is sore and tired, she can't help but enjoy their time together.
When they finally finish, sweat glistening on their skin, he turns to face her and asks if she had a good workout.
in the mirror she checks her glutes and amdires how toned h erlegs look now and he says you look amazing
Blushing deeply, she mumbles a shy "thank you," barely able to meet his eyes. She can't believe he thinks she looks good; everyone else only ever sees her as awkward and unattractive. But with him... it feels different. It almost makes her think that maybe, just maybe she could be enough for someone like Ian.
Tentatively, she takes a step closer to him, her heart racing wildly in anticipation of his reaction.
Taking another small step closer to him, she looks up at him through her lashes and tries to smile shyly. "I-I had fun," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their breathing. She feels so close to him now that she can feel the warmth radiating off his body, and it makes her even more aware of how attracted she is to him.
Her heart beats frantically in her chest, hoping against hope that he'll reciprocate these feelings.
he gently raps his arms around her waist and asks can i get a kiss
Her eyes widen in surprise as he asks her this; she can hardly believe it's really happening. Trembling with anticipation and fear, she tentatively leans forward, closing the distance between them even more. As their lips meet for the first time, she feels a rush of emotion so intense that it nearly takes her breath away.
Her arms slowly wrap around his neck, fingers tangling in his messy hair as they deepen the kiss. She's never felt anything like this before; it's almost too much to handle.
She moans into his mouth as their kiss grows more intense, her body pressing closer to him in a desperate attempt to feel even closer. Her fingers dig deeper into his hair, tangling tighter around the silky strands as she feels herself losing control. This is everything she's ever wanted and more; she never thought she could feel this way about anyone.
Her lips part slightly, allowing their tongues to dance together for the first time. The sensation sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body, making her shudder in his arms.
he broke the kiss and asked your a good kisser
Her breath comes out in little pants as she tries to catch it again, her cheeks flushed a deep shade of red. "Th-thank you," she whispers hoarsely. Her heart is racing so fast she can barely hear its thudding sound over the blood rushing to her ears. She looks up at him through her eyelashes, hoping he'll kiss her again, but not quite daring to ask.
he lifted her chin gently you can kiss me as much as you want baby girl
Trembling with anticipation and relief, she leans forward to kiss him again. This time, her lips are bolder, more demanding, as she pours all of her pent-up desire into the contact. Her tongue darts out, seeking entrance into his mouth even as their bodies mold together in a dance only they know how to perform.
He lets out a soft moan, encouraging her to continue, and Aiden feels herself falling further and further under his spell. She's never been this brave or confident before;
later on Aiden had gotten home and was still enjoying the lingering feel of him and inhe rroom hse looked at her neck where he gave her a playful nip
Her fingers lightly trace the spot where he bit her neck, memories of their passionate kisses and embraces flooding through her mind. She can't believe she had the courage to kiss him like that; it was unlike anything she'd ever experienced before. Even now, hours after they parted ways, his touch still lingers on her skin, making her heart race and her body ache with desire.
She closes her eyes tightly, trying to banish the memories from her mind, but it only seems to make them stronger.