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After what felt like months, the week had passed by. Harry had stopped by cautiously and warned that I leave the house for something, around one in the afternoon today, and that’s exactly what I was doing.

Cautiously leaving.

“Hayes, I’m going to step out. I’ll be back in a few hours, okay?” I smiled slightly, as I poked my head to where he was sitting.

“Actually you are not. I’d like for you to stay in today. Maybe we can get to know each other a little more.” Confused, I plopped myself on the couch next to him.

“What’s there to talk about? You practically know everything about me.”

Chuckling out loudly, I immediately panicked. He stood up, and slammed a photo down on the table beside me.

“You want to explain to me, why the fuck I had my guys give me this.” He spoke through gritted teeth. The picture was of Harry and I in the YSL store, embracing me in a protective embrace as I almost fainted.

“Why do you have men following me around?” I questioned, but it only seemed to trigger his anger more.
“SO THIS DOESN’T FUCKING HAPPEN. Do you know who the fuck this is?” He shouted, and I simply played it as if I didn’t know him at all.

“No, but he was awfully nice to me.”

“BULLSHIT LIA. You know exactly who it is. You’re forgetting who you’re living with bitch.” He spat out, and I was taken back by his vulgar attitude.

He a long time ago used to be a tad bit aggressive but it diminished in the latter months, and never really returned until now. Not only terrified of Hayes now, I was scared of what was going to happen if I didn’t leave on time.

“You really think that everything would be just peachy for you…well it’s not nor will it ever be.” He clenched his jaws hovering over me.

Clutching my chin in his hands, he started to say something but a metal object was thrown into the house, and smoke took over the once clear room.

The smoke filled my lungs, overpowering my senses, causing me to fall onto the ground, just like Hayes. Muttering profanities beside me, he was angry and I tried my best to crawl away in any direction, but I couldn’t. I just laid there helpless, but as peaceful as it was, it turned into something way worse. Gun shots had been fired, the doors were all busted through. I didn’t know what the hell was happening but I sure as hell was scared.

“Lia?” Hayes croaked out.

“I’m here Hayes, I’m okay.”

“I’m sorry…” He mumbled out, crawling over towards where I laid.

“I know this is who I dread it is. And as much as he think he’ll win he won’t, but I’d just like to tell you that you’ve been everything to me. You lifted me up, and I’m sorry…. I just wanted you to stay here, with me. Forever. You’re the closest thing to family, and you’re the only one who cares. So run, pull you’re shirt over your face, and run to the nearest exit. Be careful okay?....And if one day you ever think about me, just ask Harry on my whereabouts.”

Tearing up, I swiped away the forming tears. This was the first time he had opened up to me.
“GO Lia don’t be stubborn.” He nudged me, and I mustered up all my strength, standing weakly on my own two feet.

My shirt over my face, I glided my hands over the walls for guidance and slowly I reached the door. Grasping the knob firmly I opened it slightly falling to the ground as soon as I stepped foot outside. The fresh air, and the daylight all around me as a muffled sound of running approached.

“FUCK, Lia. I’m sorry, I thought you had left…are you okay?” He spoke, gently lifting me up and into his embrace. Nodding at his question, I pushed lightly at his chest so he would know that I wanted to be on my feet.

“Meet me at Sergios, a few miles away…” He whispers softly into my ear before, disappearing into the house.

……..

“So you’re telling me I made you go to a baking class with me! Why on earth did you agree to it!” I laughed, pondering on why I was so stupid then.

“Well because you wanted to teach me a lesson..” He smirks slightly, but his smirk soon fades into a gaze.

“And that lesson may be?” I brought the cappuccino cup to my lips, pausing for his response.

“I was the bad boy asshole in high school who got all the girls… You…thought it was a good idea to….play me.” He blankly stated, and I almost spat my cappuccino on him.

Chuckling at my act, he had a smile that lit up the whole room. Being around him made me feel comfortable, and I felt at ease. And I never wanted to leave.

“Tell me…Is this awkward for you…I mean I wouldn’t want to upset your girlfriend or anything..” But his laugh stopped me in my tracks…that laugh.

“I don’t have a girlfriend. To be honest you were the only girl who’s been able to tie me down fully.” He confesses, but I want to know so…so much more.

“Then I trust you’ll say yes when I ask you this question..”

“I most likely will, regardless if it’s insane or not…”

“Let me remember you….Come to Switzerland with me for a few weeks. Hayes won’t know where we are, and you going with me will satisfy the pit of emptiness I felt.. Well that I have been feeling lately…When I’m with you…I get these flashbacks…When you touched me…it was different. Different from Blakes. And we’ll be safe there for awhile” Mentioning his name, Harry’s gaze turned hard.

“Still talking to that prick…”

“We did…but he’s happily married now, and after much persuasion that I wasn’t the one for him, he found someone new…Now he has cute little buggers running around the house all the time…It’s was just Hayes and I.”

“Tell me Hayes isn’t your boyfriend.” Harry gritted his teeth, clenching the sides of the table.

“Oh lord no Harry…Jeez. No. He’s like a brother. We talk about almost everything.”

“Not about meeting me though?”

“No…its been a touchy subject. He’s always had temper problems, and he was abusive during the whole transformation…But…uh..he did find out. That’s why I never made it out on time, and barely could make it out of the house. Surprisingly he was the one who warned me to leave. But it’s obvious you two are on bad terms.”

“That’s quite the understatement, but did he really? How? And in regards to your enticing offer. I accept.”

“Well um, one of his guys snapped a picture of us at YSL, and he was angry when he found out, but sincere when whatever you threw into the house fogged up. But let’s not talk about him now…lets leave.”

“Eager ….Are we?”






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