Hostages (Book 2)

Chapter 31

Aria's POV

My eyes opened and welcomed the rising sun. Odd right? Me out of all people welcomed 7am with open arms. But it was true,I awoke before Zachary did. And the dream I had last night after my coffee break was to bizarre to talk about or rethink,although I was awake I still stayed in bed and thought about what today was going to be about. We need the last man to translate the note Tim received and so far we have no leads so I'm going to dedicate my day to finding one,which means we need to call Ian. And a guy like him (whichever man category he goes in) doesn't hand out their numbers like fliers so I'm going to need Zayn's help in finding a way to communicate with him. We're probably going to have to use a satellite of some kind. I fixed my necklace around my neck when I remembered last night,specifically Niall. The way he was acting was different and I definitely knew something was up and when he kissed my cheek, *sigh*. That was a dreamy gesture,his lips were hot against my cheek and sent tingles throughout my face that I thought that if Niall looked in my eyes he might have seen them. I already know that I shouldn't be acting or feeling this way but everyone knows that you can't control what happens inside your body. You can prevent it by taking meds (I would know) but emotional wise you can't control the affectionate side,any other one has meds but not this emotion. So I learned to embrace that I have a thing for the man who snapped my wrist and almost choked the life out of me,it happens. Note sarcasm. I just have to prevent doing and showing anyone the feelings I have,I turned in Zachary's arm and looked up at his sleeping figure. He still was sleep with his furrowed brows,moving eyelids and pouted lips. Zachary is someone who had a awful childhood then got committed and after that he took up one of the most dangerous jobs where he probably breaks every known law a day. I have the best type in men,right? Renote sarcasm.
Based on the information we learned the other day I decided to let him sleep so I carefully switched out myself for a pillow then snuck in the bathroom before he saw a shadow of someone standing over him,I fixed my hair into a sloppy ponytail and brushed my teeth. I will be staying indoors so I changed into a spaghetti strap tank top and pj pants then I walked to the door and opened it without a creak.

"Did you really think that I could be tricked into thinking that a pillow was you?" Zachary said from the very doorway I was standing in front of.

"One,a pillow doesn't breathe," he put up two fingers "Two,the pillow isn't nearly as short as you are,"he added the last note "And three,the entire pillow is one shape from top to bottom. There couldn't be even a slightest ounce of doubt that the pillow was you."

I shrugged. "Can't blame a girl for trying,and I'm not that short."

Zach snorted before stepping closer to me to measure the height difference,I was a little below his shoulder. I rolled my eyes and slithered past him, "Big whoop."

He laughed and closed the bathroom door. I grabbed the laptop off the desk then went to the living room that looks like the Hackers House that sweet Zachary burned down. When I stepped in, the front door slammed lightly, "Breakfast is here!" Harry yelled.

I stopped in front of him and scanned the foods in his hand before taking a coffee and breakfast sandwich. "Thank you."

I sat on the couch and folded my legs criss cross,I sat the cup in front of me on the table and the food and computer on my lap. We all had the notes snapshotted and mailed to every computer so I pulled it up and looked at it as I bit into the sandwich, there were seven words and one of them looked like a one letter word and there's only two in the dictionary.

Also some of the words had a taller and bigger first number in the beginning so that probably stood for capitalization,Ian was right about it being sloppy penmanship and other than that it all just looked like a bunch of numbers to me.