Love, on set. An Aidan Turner Fan Fiction

Chapter 7

Later that night Aidan sat in Bailey's room picking a movie to watch while she made popcorn.

"Did you pick one?" She asked, carrying a bowl of popcorn in one hand and two bottles of beer in the other. Aidan nodded and held up the first Rocky movie.

He passed it to her and she popped the disc in.

"Where'd you go to university?" He asked, unable to stop himself.

She didn't answer for awhile, she just looked at him with her arms crossed. "Brown University." She said finally. "On a soccer scholarship, and an academic one."

"Wow Bailey. What did you study?"

"Why do you care about this all the sudden?" She asked quietly.

"It's just that, I feel like I don't know you at all. We've been friends for almost seven months and you didn't think that was something you could tell me? I told you about my family, something I never do, and it turns out I don't know anything about you." Aidan could feel himself getting mad, he had opened up to her in a personal way and he was angry that she didn't trust him the same way.

She walked over to her closet and pulled a box out and put it next to him on the bed. From it she pulled a large, unopened envelope out and handed it to him. She looked at him and sighed. He opened it up and slide the large piece of paper out. Flipping it over he read it.

"This is a law degree Bailey." He said, stating the obvious. Reading it closer.

"It is in fact a law degree." She said reaching into the box and pulling out more envelopes.

"When I graduated high school I had my choice of universities." She passed him the small envelopes, all of which had offers to top schools with soccer teams. " I played centre forward for Brown's soccer team. I was the top scorer. As I got closer to graduating I started getting offers from professional women's teams to try out, as well as team Canada. As I got closer to graduating I started to worry that all my life I would be a slave to either soccer or life as a lawyer. I just, I wanted to have adventure."

"Is that why you disagree with some of your family?"

She nodded, "They think I'm being childish and being wasteful of all that I was given. I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to think the same thing."

"I would never think that, I knew you were smart but now I know that you are much smarter than I am." He joked, showing her that he wasn't mad.

"Is there anything else you want to know?"

"What's your middle name?"

"You have to promise you won't laugh, it's Ophelia. It's incredibly tragic. My dad loves Hamlet." She said, shaking her head.

They started watching the movie, laying in her bed. Neither of them were really focused on the movie, but rather on teasing each other. Aidan reached out to brush a curl out of her face, his hand lingering on the side of her head. He cupped her face and brought her in close and kissed her softly . He stopped and looked at her. She pulled him in again and they kissed again, this time with more passion. The kiss lead to them making out on her bed with Aidan on top of her. She ran her fingers through his hair as he kissed her neck.

Awhile later they laid together tangled in the sheets, their clothes in a heap on the floor. Her head was rested on his bare chest and he was gently stroking his thumb across her shoulder.