Conflict

(Evans POV)

"So... are you going home... or staying over at mine?" I asked him, trying to sound confident but miserably failing as the words left my mind.

Aaron smiled but shook his head sadly.

"I need to get home. There are some things I need to take care of, about work and... family stuff.." He almost whispered the last part, and that made me question his conditions with his own family.

I placed a hand on his shoulder as a gesture to reassure him that it's fine.

"Aaron.. you know you can always talk with me if you feel down.. or-"

"I know.." He interjected.

"But if I drag you into this.. you might never come out again.... and I don't want that."

He gave me a quick peck on the cheek and left.

I was left standing there looking at his vanishing form in suspicion. Why would he say that? Drag me into it... That leaves me wondering. I think me and Aaron are more similar than we thought we were.

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