All Chapters of I'm Choosing You : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

"So, what do you want to watch?"I hand Lily the remote, and watch as she starts flipping through the TV channels. In the meantime, Aaron is in the kitchen sorting out the snacks for our movie marathon. It's almost 8:00 pm already, and he's been in the kitchen for almost an hour. I'd check on him, but I'm pretty comfortable on this sofa, so..."Can we watch Peppa Pig?" Lily asks, glancing at me hesitantly, with a toothy grin. I roll my eyes before nodding my head. Lily squeals in delight as the 'Peppa Pig' intro starts up on the TV screen with a pink, girly pig introducing the rest of her family to the audience. Lily bursts out laughing, every time one of the pigs snort. She almost pees herself in laughter, when Peppa's father snorts the loudest."Please don't tell me you're letting her watch that again." Aaron groans from behind the sofa. Turning, I watch as he carries in an armful of junk food, and

I can feel his heated gaze travel down my stature, from the corner of my eye. Releasing an irritated groan, I turn my head quickly and fix him with a cold glare. "You need to stop looking at me like that.""Like what?" Aaron blinks innocently, falling in step with me as move down East-Lake street on our way towards Burger King. He doesn't bother deterring his wandering chocolate-brown eyes. Once again, I turn my head to fix him with a daunting glare. I'm only half-annoyed. The other half of me is seriously embarrassed and self conscious. "Stop it!" I cry out, throwing my hands up into the air, in despair and marching ahead. I can hear his low chuckle from behind me as I turn the corner in the middle of the town square. It's almost empty, hardly any other people in sight. Almost as if we've got the whole town square to ourselves."I love it when you're mad at me." he smirks, falling into step wi

"Where the hell were you, last night?""I slept over at a friend's place. No big deal." I mutter wearily, collapsing onto the sofa and reaching for the remote. Coming back home after my night-out with Aaron, has been absolute hell. All Mum has been able to do since I walked through the front door this morning, is interrogate me constantly and she won't leave me in peace. I just want to curl up into a ball on the sofa and watch TV in peace."Which friend? Because I finally managed to get in touch with both Tessa and Cassidy, yesterday. They didn't seem to know where the hell you were last night. You didn't turn up for the rest of school. I let you off the last time you skipped school, but this just getting out of-"She pauses before grabbing the remote out of my grasp and switching off the television. My mouth hangs open in protest. "I was watching The Power-Puff Girls!""T

"I'm still convinced that you're a freaking wizard.""Naa, your Mum just really likes me." he replies with a cocky grin. As we finally step out of his truck and make our way towards McDonalds, he flashes me a cheesy wink. I roll my eyes, as I struggle to catch up with him. His long, easy strides move him well ahead of me, which does not benefit my small feet. He notices me struggling to catch up with him, and carefully slows down. "I can't believe she actually grounded you.""Yeah, and I honestly expected your mother to do the same." I scoff. "Is she just used to you spending the night, out with some girl she barely knows?""Actually, my Mum really likes you too. She still doesn't know that I spent the night with you though. In fact, she never brought up the subject. She doesn't care.""Seriously?""Yes.""But-"

"Charlotte, could you come downstairs for a second, please?"Groaning, I pull out my earphones and grudgingly lift myself to my feet. As I stumble out of my bedroom and down the stairs, I hear faint voices coming from the living room. Though I'm certain that Mum hasn't invited anyone else into the house, it seems to me as if she's talking on the phone to someone.As I open the living room door, it turns out that I'm right. She's on the phone, biting her fingernails down to the core anxiously. Panic strikes through my senses, as soon as I lay eyes on her. My Mum only acts this way when something horrible has happened, or when she's desperately worried. None of this can be a good sign."What's wrong?" I blink anxiously.She mutters something down the phone before lowering the receiver slightly. As her eyes finally catch mine, an overwhelming surge of sadness radiates off of