> I asked, almost innocently. He cocked his head to the side, his eyes trying to search mine, though I refused to face him. >
I turned to leave, but was stopped by Mason's gentle, yet firm grip around my wrist. His eyes moving frantically around my face, mainly darting to my eyes. They say that eyes are windows to their souls.
I inwardly scoffed at that.
I repeated Sebastian's words from before.
Mason seemed momentarily surprised before offering me a small smile, and pulled me into a hug.
> I said softly, meaning every word. There wasn't something about Mason that made me never want to be mad at him. He reminded me of Danny, and since it was family I lacked, it was Mason that I knew I would have to desperately cling onto.
Mason spoke once more, >
>
Mason shrugged, pulling away from me. >
The sound of approaching footsteps made our attention turn towards the intruder- who in fact, was Sebastian King himself.
His eyes flitted over us, as if her were observing the damage, though there wasn't any.
>
It wasn't an order, and there was no underlying threat present in his words. Even then, I grew alert and cautious, yet followed him without a single peep of protest.
My eyes widened for a fraction of a second, when his large, warm hand held onto mine. He led me through a door and down a set of stairs before we entered an area that seemed like a normal bachelor pad. I walked silently behind as we went down a hallway, the sounds of footsteps echoing around us.
Once we reached a door at the end of the hallway, Sebastian stopped.
>
A pregnant pause took over and Sebastian awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck.
>
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His apology had caught me of guard, and a small smile graced my lips.
It had been a while since I had felt the smallest bit of genuine happiness, and I felt almost empowered by it.
> Sebastian explained to me. >
The door was pushed open and I hesitated before peering into the room.
There, in a completely white room, much like the one I had been tortured in, lay a boy on a bed. His ruffled hair and signature bright green eyes sent a wave of emotions over me, and for a split second, I thought I was about to cry. >
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Harry left yesterday.
Our talk seemed pointless, for I refused to open up to him. It was nice though, because I knew he still understood me. I didn't have to say or do much for Harry to know exactly how I felt. Or so I thought.
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I was oblivious to the fact that Harry was much like Sebastian, and knew near to nothing about me- the person I really was.
After making me promise to visit sometime, the green eyed boy left with a flirtatious wink and a warm hug.
I stared at the folders and stacks of paper that lay around me. Sighing, I lifted an untouched folder, my eyes drooping as I took in the contents that filled it. Folder after folder, papers after papers, I have studied them all religiously.
This was my chance to become fully part of the Kings.
I admitted, my eyes scanning the numbers and statistics on the page.
> I muttered, >
> Sebastian said, a playful glint lighting up his eyes.