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Chapter 6 - Bad Dream

{Aaron's POV}

[EDITED - 03/20/2020]

'Aphmau and I are just friends, but I've always had this feeling that constantly tells me that she has a thing for me. I'm really worried about what will happen when she finally tells me her true feelings.  I wonder if I'll say something like, "no, I'm sorry. I don't feel that same way." Or maybe I'll say, "Aphmau, I love you too." Love is hard, especially when you don't know anything about it!'

Dude.  Pull yourself together and watch that My Little Something with Aphmau!

'I thought you wanted me to be with [Y/n].'

Bro!  You know what?  Never mind. Just watch the show.

'Ugh, fine..'

"Hey, Aaron,"  Aphmau said.  "What's up?  You look as if something's bothering you..  Are you alright?"  she asked, concern in her sweet voice.

"Uhhh— n-no!  I'm totally fine."  I turned back to the TV and turned the volume up by five.  "Let's just watch this new episode."

—

As Aphmau left to get a drink, I decided to lay on the couch while I waited for her return.  My thoughts swarmed my mind in a endless fight, back and fourth, my heart and brain trying to decide on something.

'Aphmau or [Y/n]..'

My heart beat went faster, but I don't know why. I don't love neither of these people.

..But what if I do?

'Wait, why am I thinking about this now? I honestly don't kn—'

Suddenly, snapping me out of my thoughts, a weight plopped on top of me, keeping me down.  I opened my eyes to see Aphmau with a mischievous grin on her face, giggling mischievously.

"Aph!" I shouted, confused.

"Aaron, want to do something fun?"  she asked, ignoring me.

"I dunno. Sure, I guess?" I replied with a light shrug, hoping for her to get off of me.

"Ooo~ What about a tickle fight? You love those," she suggested, wiggling her fingers at me in a way that really made me wanna run away from the nearing attack. I shook my head slowly at her, hoping she wouldn't do it.

"Aph.. I don't know..," I trailed, looking unsure.

"Come on.  It'll be fun~,"  she giggled, wearing the same smile on her face as she put her hands down by my sides.

"Aph...," I warned again.

My warnings were futile as she ignored me and then started to tickle me excitedly, but it had no effect on me. 'She does realize I'm not ticklish, right?' I thought to myself.

I sighed, "Aphmau, I'm not ticklish." Then, just as I was going to leave, an idea popped up in my head and I smirked evilly at her confused face, "Oh, but I know who is~"

She pouted, her eyes looking around the room.  "Who?" she asked.

Oh, she does not know what's coming.

"You!" I exclaimed as I started to tickle her mercilessly, her body erupting loud giggles as my fingers moved across her sides and stomach. I began to grin at the sight of her useless protests.

"Wait— A-Aaron— *laughs* Sto— *laughs* Stop!" She rolled around, trying to escape my hands as I continued to tickle her.

'This gives me an idea...  What if I tickle [Y/n] by surprise sometime?'

That sounds fun, dude.

'Shush! And stop calling me "dude"!'

Okay, okay! Sorry.

'Ugh..'

Aphmau eventually passed out from all the laughing she was doing.  I took this golden opportunity to sneak upstairs to [Y/n]'s room, my mind set on one thing: tickling her.

'Heh heh heh...'

{Your POV}

I laid comfortably in bed, silence engulfing the whole room as I tried to close my eyes to take a short nap.  My mind slowed down and my thoughts soon went to a stop along with my movement.

Just when I thought I was in a decently comfortable position, something or someone sat on top of me, jolting me right out of the gates to dreamland.

"Wha—"

As I open my [e/c] eyes to see what was bothering me, I saw a familiar figure, Aaron, sitting on top of me and smirking as if he had some secret diabolical plan.  My eyes went wide as I was wondering what he was about to do.

My lips parted, "A-Aaron?"

Then he started tickling me!!!

"W-Wha— *laughs*  Aaron sto— stop!!  *laughs* Plea— *laughs*  Please stop!!" I protested against him, squirming around with determination to leave his grip. I tried and tried telling him to stop, but I kept laughing uncontrollably, my words going unheard or just cut off by the joyful sound.

He's really good at tickling.

Though, after awhile of seemingly non-stop squeals of laughter and demands, he wouldn't stop tickling me.  I could tell that he wasn't ticklish because I grazed my hand against his sides a couple times, thinking he would let me go if I returned the favour. But maybe I can do something fun.

As I made up my devious plan, I decided on flipping Aaron over so he was under me and I was on top of him; the situation escalating from a 0 to 100 as Aaron laid there frozen, unable to form words or even move a muscle. I chose to take my evil plan into action. If tickling doesn't do the trick, then maybe I should just... trick him.

I leaned towards his ear, my breath fanning against the skin. My lips parted as I softly whispered his name. And in return, his face was tomato red. I tried to stop myself from letting out a laugh at the sight.

'Seeing his face like that, makes my stomach hurt!  Hahaha!' I mentally laughed, keeping a calm and straight face towards Aaron regardless of what my thoughts were.

I pulled away from his ear, but instead I inched closer to his beat red face. "Aaron~,"  I whispered again, my lips playing into a grin.

I think he could tell something was up. This is just... priceless!

I was suddenly taken aback when he quickly (and unexpectedly) flipped me over, my back against the mattress as I pouted mentally. Why did I think doing that was even close to a good plan for payback? What I didn't know, was that he decided to play the same thing on me, but I could tell that the second he leaned towards me, the air felt... different.

He inched close to my ear, his hot breath hitting the top of it and sending shivers down my spine.  "[Y/n]~,"  he whispered, my cheeks heating up more than the sun.

As I was so preoccupied on figuring out how to escape, I failed to notice how his lips were hovering over my neck.  I could feel his hot breath fanning my skin, making me shiver again.

'W-Whats he d-doing?' I panicked, my hands shaking.

My eyes went wide like saucers as I felt something moist touch the bare skin of my neck.  He licked my neck.  He just licked my NECK!

My face was more than tomato red now. I could feel myself becoming dizzy and overwhelmed.

"Aar-Aaron," I choked out, "what a-are you doing?  I-I was just pl-playing a trick on you,"  I stammered unintentionally, the situation confusing me entirely as I tried to squirm out again.

He smirked against my skin, I could feel the movement of his soft lips. "I know that~," he sang.

I gulped in fear, trying to find the strength to push him off of me as I mentally freaked out at the situation, my mind screaming warning signs all over. "...Then, what a-are you doing?" I questioned, voice wavering.

He smirked,  "This~"

I could feel his hot breath against my skin once again, but not before he bit harshly into my neck with his suddenly sharp teeth.  I bit back a scream, fight or flight mode kicking in as I tried to fight back.

"Stop!!" I cried out, pain enveloping the spot where he bit me. I clawed at his back in hopes that he would hopefully set me free from the immense pain; my nails digging into his skin for a need to escape, but he continued to hover, completely unmoving.

I was terrified.

What was happening?

Then I suddenly woke up.

(A/N: Haha! It was all a dream!)

I woke up just a spilt second before I was about to hit the hardwood floor face first.  I caught myself on the table, my eyes half-open even though I almost fell off the bed.

"Was that all.. a dream?" I mumbled to myself as I immediately stood to go examine myself in the mirror in corner of my room, looking specifically for any marks on my neck.

Feeling relief wash over me, I let out a sigh and smiled. "Phew! Thank Irene," I whispered under my breath.  I felt relieved to know that I was not physically affected by the dream, but I knew I was emotionally affected.

As I calmed down, I finally started hearing My Little Horsies playing on the television downstairs. After standing and contemplating, I finally decided to go and check what was happening down there.

I hopped down the staircase, trying to calm my still beating heart from the awfully weird dream. But once my eyes set on Aaron, my heart beat increased in pace; I kept reminding myself that it was just a bad dream, but I was still afraid of him because of it.

Then he glanced my way, making me jump in my skin at his face.  The way he looked at me, it showed that he knew something was wrong instantly.

"Hey, [Y/n], you okay?"  Aaron asked softly as he carefully got off the couch to make his way over to me.  I squeaked and looked away to avoid him.

"Hahaha... I-I'm fine, why wouldn't I be?" I lied, trying to say as calm as possible under his concerned gaze. I don't want him to be worried about me.. it's unnecessary.

"Don't lie, [Y/n]. I know you're not okay, I can tell by your face." Aaron sighed and stepped closer, "Tell me what's wrong.  Did you have a bad dream or something?" he worried, the emotion evident in his black orbs.

I remembered the dream and everything that happened in it, making my eyes flicker to the floor. 'He's not really like that.. Aaron's a good guy..'

Aaron gasped softly, eyes slightly widened as if he just read my mind, which seemed really freaky to me. He wrapped his arms around my waist gently, and even when I tried to push him away, he wouldn't let go.

"Shhh... It was just a bad dream. Nothing was really real..," he assured in a soothing voice, rubbing the back of my head in a calming manner. As I stood there listening to his gentle words, I soon felt calm.

I could tell he was smiling in my hair; his mouth opening and softly saying, "it's okay."

{Aaron's POV}

'I can't believe she had a dream about me, but like.. that..'

I could clearly sense the slight fear that came off her whenever she glanced at me; not that she wanted to be, though. I continuously patted her head ever so softly as I kept repeating that everything was okay.  Luckily Aphmau was currently passed out cold on the couch because I tickled her so much.  I don't want her worrying about [Y/n].

"Hey, why don't we watch My Little Horsies?"  I offered, earning a small nod from her in reply. I dragged her over to the couch and patted the seat beside me as I sat down.

Once we made ourselves comfortable, we watched My Little Horsies together for a couple hours, occupying ourselves with the funny scenes and heartfelt moments.  We watched a lot of episodes, and after some time I kinda felt tired, but [Y/n] seemed to be enjoying the show, so I stayed awake... for her.

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2008 words.