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19 | You're Taking Me..

THE SMALL APARTMENT shook with numerous sounds of laughter as the boys and Four played Never Have I Ever.

They've been playing this for the past two hours, and so far, Zach has the least amount of Apple Juice.

They all looked so happy.

The smiles on their faces were so bright that you couldn't even tell that they were being hunted down by my ex-boss.

I sighed silently as I turned back to my laptop that was atop the dining table.

I need to fix this problem with Cyrus.

The data on my laptop finally added up with the last will and testament of Mr. Antonio.

I was actually happy that I finally solved the problem.

But deep inside there was this pang of anxiety.

"Hey, you okay?" A voice startled me.

I looked up and saw Daniel.

"Yes, of course." I blurted out.

He raised an eyebrow at me, "I know you, Asti. I know you're not okay."

I looked away, "I really am."

He sighed, "Look, I'm sorry for saying all those things about y--"

"It's fine." I gave him a tight lipped smile.

He ran his hands through his blonde hair.

"I really am sorry."

"And it really is fine." I looked at him.

The blonde in front of me looked broken as he looked down.

I don't know why.

"How about you?"

He looked at me, "What about me?"

"You okay?" I asked.

He gave me a forced smile, "Of course I am."

I rolled my eyes.

"Liar."

"Hey you lied first." He stuck a tongue out at me.

"Still doesn't change the fact that you're a liar." I mockingly stuck a tongue out at him too.

He shrugged, looking at my laptop.

"Whatcha got there?"

I quickly closed it. He shouldn't know.

He deserves to know the truth.

But I'm afraid that if he does he'll hate me.

"Oh it's nothing." I smiled.

He raised an eyebrow at me.

"Right. Do you want to go out?"

My eyes widened, "G-Go out?"

His eyes widened too, "Oh my God. Why would I even--"

Ouch?

"Excuse me?" I blurted out, a little offended.

"I-I didn't mean it that way, I--" He struggled to make any excuses.

"I know how you meant it." I stated, picking my laptop up.

"Really? Then--"

"Goodbye, Mr. Seavey." I cut him off, turning away and walking off.

This was the perfect chance for me to steer clear of him without him having to watch my every move.

I know that was a little too much, but if he knew anything about the actual mission, he would burst.

I went inside my room and locked myself in there.

I put the laptop on my bedside table and slept.

-

Several knocks on the door woke me up.

"Asti open up! The boys have gone--"

"What?!" I stormed outside my room, cutting Corbyn off.

"Woah there. Chill, princess." He smirked.

I narrowed my eyes at him, "You said the boys were gone. How the hell am I supposed to chill?!"

His eyes widened, "No, no! I meant to say, the boys have gone to the mall with Four."

I sighed, calming myself down.

"You should have said so." I crossed my arms in front of my chest.

He rolled his eyes at me, "You cut me off."

I shrugged, "Whatever."

I was closing my room door when his foot stopped it from closing.

I looked at him, annoyed.

"What?"

"What's wrong?" He asked, seemingly worried.

I pursed my lips, "Nothing."

His lips went into a thin line.

"Doesn't look like nothing."

I went to close the door again but his other foot stopped it again.

"Can we talk?" He inquired, looking at me with his gorgeous sea green eyes.

I blinked.

"Okay."

I opened the door to my room and then let him in.

He sat down on my bed and I sat on the floor.

"What's up?" I asked, lying down on the floor now.

"You were at your funeral right?" He blurted out, making me snap my head towards his direction.

"Uh, yeah."

"So you heard everything we said?"

I nodded, "Yup."

He sighed, "We never got to talk about it, but I really meant everything I said in that speech."

When he said that, my heart rate paced more times than it already has. My stomach was swarmed with butterflies.

Wait no.

Its like a damn zoo in there.

Ugh.

I'm acting like a normal teenager again.

I knew I should have taken a dose or two.

Corbyn looked demoralized, "I understand that you don't feel the sam--"

"What do you want to happen, then?" I asked him, standing and walking over to the bed.

I sat down next to him.

"I-I guess what I'm trying to say is--"

"Is what?" I urged him on.

"I kinda want to go ou--"

I don't know why I did it, but I did.

I cut him off my putting my lips on his soft pink ones.

And oh God did I feel elephants stomping around in my stomach.

This felt good.

I felt good.

I felt normal.

I pulled away, out of breath.

"Just so you know that was my first kiss." I stated, pulling him up.

I started pushing him out of my room.

He was frozen, his hands coming contact with the lips that my own were kissing just a while ago.

"Y-You-- what?"

I raised an eyebrow at him pushing him out my door.

I close the door in his face, and that's when he woke up from his frozen state.

"What does this mean?" I heard him ask from the other side.

I laughed out loud.

He's adorable.

"You're taking me out for dinner tonight!"