It All Started With A Cappuccino

Part 4

Dan's POV

I ran up the stairs two at a time, trying to escape her beautiful yet broken eyes. When I hugged her it felt so right, like I was meant to protect her- Wow thats really cringy Howell- But when her sobs died down I felt as though she felt the same but when she asked why she was there... I just, I just couldn't answer.

I slammed my apartment door closed and dashed to my room diving under my covers like I could hide from this, like I had tried to hide Phil's absence. All I can see when I look into her crystal blue eyes is Phil. What the hell would he be saying about this right now? What had I done? I'm so selfish. I kidnapped an innocent girl just because she reminded me of my friend. It was my fault he died in the first place. My own god-damn fault and now I'd ruined another life by kidnapping them and locking them in a basement. I couldn't let her go now she'd tell someone. What have I done? 

I tossed and turned all night, I couldn't sleep every time I closed my eyes I saw her or Phil. I didn't even know her name and I ripped her away from her life for my own selfish reasons. I got out of bed and went in search of some food.

Opening the cupboard door, I took out some bread before walking over to the fridge to get the butter and ham out. I made myself a sandwich and then made a second one and walked down the stairs to deliver it to the girl. I unlocked the door and she was sitting on her mattress staring off into space, but as soon as she heard the door unlock her aqua blue eyes shifted to me, causing shivers through my body. 

"I made you a ham sandwich, hope you're not a vegetarian" I joked.

Placing the sandwich down in front of her I sat down eating my own sandwich. She didn't respond. 

"look I know you're hungry, so at least eat" 

She carried on staring at me, her eyes full of sadness. Now I was closer to her I could see her eyes were iced over with tears and her mascara had ran down her cheeks from where she had been crying. Guilt fell across me.

"How about you tell me your name?" I asked.

She looked at me for a while before replying.

"Mia" 

"Well Mia, I made you a sandwich, I'm gonna go now" 

I stood up and walked away from her. Her gaze fell onto the sandwich as I closed the door. Mia. That's a nice name.

Mia's POV

I eyed the sandwich longingly. I hadn't realised just how hungry I was until I laid eyes on the sandwich, ham was my favourite. I hesitantly edged my way towards it and slowly picked it up. My stomach growled impatiently and I quickly bit into the sandwich. Before I knew it the sandwich had gone and I felt much better, maybe it was just the hunger speaking but Dan was one hell of a sandwich maker.

My legs ached from being sat in this room so long and I stood up and paced around hoping to relieve the ache but it wasn't working. Maybe if I speak to Dan, he might let me out for a while. I could escape then, but part of me doesn't want to escape, part of me wants to stay here and get to know Dan. I mean he seems harmless -besides the whole kidnapping thing- But the way his chocolate eyes had lit up when I told him my name made my heart flutter just thinking about it. What am I saying? He kidnapped me. I should be terrified. No I'm going to escape. I'll get him to trust me then I can escape.  I heard soft footsteps gradually getting louder and I dashed over to the mattress sitting in the corner. Hopefully this would work, he wouldn't hurt me anyway he doesn't seem like the type.

The door slowly opened and I was greeted with the brown eyes that made me melt when he looked at me. His eyes moved to the empty plate and he smirked.

"you enjoy that?" He asked.

I looked at him and let out a small laugh.

"Yea you're a great sandwich maker" 

His eyes stared into mine.

"I've been called a lot of things Mia, but a great sandwich maker?" he paused as his smirk got wider "that's a first"

He strode over to the plate and picked it up as I moved across the mattress so I was closer to his face, his intoxicating scent hitting me as I inhaled deeply and began my plan.

"Hey Dan I was really hoping you could get me out of this room even for a couple of minutes, I'm walking around the room but it's not helping. I got aches everywhere" I pleaded.

He remained bent over looking intently into my eyes, his expression full of sadness. He stood up and looked at me giving me a weak smile and began to walk away from me.  I had failed. After reaching the door he stopped and turned and flashed a smile which made my heart skip.

"you coming?" He asked.

I jumped up and followed him, turned out I hadn't failed.