never fall for brown eyes // Pedri

chapter 72

Mason stomps into the eighth floor and calls Jude to ask where the Spaniards are staying. I can only follow him and beg him to stop, but once Mason decides something, he's pretty set on that.

As we get to the corridor where Pedri's room is, I see him sitting on the floor in front of the door. It must be around 10pm already so I wonder why he's not in his room. Pedri is staring into the distance and doesn't seem to notice us until Mason opens his mouth to yell at him.

"You idiot! How dare you treat my sister like that?!" Mason shouts and Pedri quickly gets up to face him. He looks startled but doesn't even attempt to get away from my brother who has a murderous look on his face.

"I swear I didn't mean for it to go this way," Pedri starts but Mason quickly tells him to shut up.

Before I have the chance to stop him, Mason grabs Pedri from the collar of his shirt and pushes him against a wall.

I'm pretty sure Mason is going to hit him. He never gets violent but the look on his face is something I've never seen before. Not even when my ex-boyfriend dumped me a few weeks after cheating on me with another woman. Or when I found out that I was the other woman for a guy I had been seeing for a month. He was angry at them, but never like this.

"If you ever hurt my sister again, I will punch you. No matter where we are. That's a promise I don't make lightly," he threatens Pedri. They both stare at each other while my feet are frozen on the ground.

"Mason please. He didn't promise me anything. I was the one who broke my own heart, not him. Just stop," I plead and try to push Mason aside but it's useless, he isn't moving.

Pedri doesn't even blink or try to fight back, it's like he knows what he did was wrong and is ready to face the consequences. It only makes my heart break even more.

At that moment I realise that I'm not angry at him anymore. I'm angry at myself. Angry that I let myself believe everything he said and twisted his actions in my head into something that they weren't. I made myself believe that he loved me the way I love him.

Mason finally lets go and turns to me. "And to even think you kept this from me for so long. You are my sister, and it's my job to protect you," He says and looks me straight in the eyes.

"I know, I'm sorry. But it's my fault, so please calm down. We'll talk later, but you need to stop," I beg him while crying. I can't imagine the consequences if he punched someone during the World Cup.

Mason  puts his hand protectively over my shoulder and starts leading me away from the mess I've made. My eyes are watering so bad that I can barely see where we're going. I look back and I'm met with sorrowful brown eyes. I can see that Pedri's hurt too, because after all it is my fault.

He never gave me hope of a relationship. I was the one making a fool of myself and thinking I could do this without breaking my own heart.

I know I should've never fallen for those beautiful brown eyes.