Seekers

4.New Guy

Lux's POV:

"What are we gonna do about him"

"Let's just wait till he gets up"

"Guys,shush,he's waking up"

Alex(if that's even his name),starts to move and I think he wanted to rub his eyes,but can't because we tied -or shall I say taped-his hands to the chair.He blinks a couple of times and squint his eyes trying to take in the bright light.Once he realizes he is tied to a chair he shouted,"Where am I,let me go!".

"Calm down"

"CALM DOWN,I'M TIED TO A FRICKING CHAIR BY A BUNCH OF TEENAGERS,HOW CAN I CA-"

SMACK!

All of us turned to Cat and stared at her with wide eyes.She just slapped him.Never expect her to be so mean."What?",she looked at us then shrugged,"he was shouting and he interrupted my beauty sleep".

We turn around to face Alex who has a bright red colour on the side of his cheek.

"You just need to answer some questions",I said to him.

"Fine,police".We started asking him some questions,the simple ones first, like name,age,how do you get in,blah blah blah .He doesn't remember much ,just his life,name,age and family.Unfortunately he don't know how he got in or why.Probably the kidnappers erase his memory, but I found him just after he comes out of the door.Maybe he's lying.If he is he is surprisingly good at it and should be an actor.

"I've answered all of your questions,now can you let me go?"

"Just one more",he groaned at me,I just shrugged it off,"You said help at me last night,before you fainted,why do you want help and help on what?".For a moment he looks a bit confused but then his expression changed to an annoyed one.

"I already told you,I can't remember anything except my name and family",he said flatly,"Now can you let me go?"

"Wait",I commanded putting my hand up as a sign for him to be patient and quiet.I motioned for everyone to come closer to me as I don't what Alex to hear the conversation.I hear him mutter,"bossy".'You've never even met me',I thought.

"Shall we let him go or not?"
"Maybe not",we all look at Jason curiously,"He might be lying about his memory,I mean come on,do you think he's really telling the truth".Everyone starts to mumble 'not really'.After a few minutes of discussing Alex's freedom,we turn around to face him who has a very irritated look plastered on his face.

"We decided to let you go"

He sighed in relief.A few seconds pass by of us just staring at him.He then cleared his throat.

"So....are you gonna let me go?"

"How about we let you figure that out for yourself,much more fun",Dylan smirked.

"Oh,Dylan don't be so mean".He looked at me pulling on his 'cutest' puppy face-though it looks more like someone stretched his mouth.

"No"

"Ughh,you're so boring".I rolled my eyes and cut the duct tape around Alex's hand.

"Cheers,mate".How come I didn't notice that accent? It sounds so hot...Wait,what am I doing?Ughhh,Stupid hormonal teenage feelings.

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"That is the boys room",I point to the door that is close to the corner of the hallway,"And this is the girls room".

"What about that one?",Alex point his index finger to the metal door that is on the other side of the hallway.

"That is the door that I believe you opened and got inside",slowly I move closer to the door and pressed my hand onto it.I explain to him that the door is locked and no one can open it.To my surprise,he listens with curiosity but there's still something off about him.

After I finished the short tour around the place(I don't know whether it was a house or hotel so I just called it place)I went to the bedroom and  buried myself underneath the warm,soft,pink covers.

Time passed by and I am not asleep yet.This must be because of the chocolate I've eaten.I also can't sleep because I can't stop thinking about how Alex got in.How did he open the door?Did he use a key?No,it's a passcode lock,it couldn't be a key.Maybe he did got in from wherever the sweets came from.No,scratch that,that's just absurd.

He says he has 2 sisters,3 brothers-what a big family-and a step father who he lives with.His father died in a car crash-how ironic -when he was 3.I felt sorry for him when he told us this and felt like telling Dylan to stop asking the personal questions but of course I can't.I was literally looking at him with a deep sorrow since I know how it felt to lose someone.However he is 3 years old when he lose his father,3 YEARS OLD!!!He probably didn't even understand what's happening and they probably feed him packs of lies,saying he's just gone "somewhere",technically he did gone somewhere ,but you know what I mean.By the way,I feel like I'm in a maze runner story,but I'm just hoping there's gonna be no grievers.

As I was pondering in my thoughts,I heard someone enter the room and I looked up to see Camilla.She's one of the girls who were going to the ballet class when we were kidnapped.She's one of the really nice,shy girls(to boys),yet also loud and chatty to her friends.One night (if it was night) I literally feel like I was awake for a full 2 hours because of her talking.She smiled at me and continue getting stuff from the brown drawer.Girls stuff.

"You know,the new guy is pretty hot",Camila randomly said that.

"Eh,I don't know I guess?",my response sounds more like a question than an opinion.

"What are you talking about,HE'S SOOOO FREAKING HOOOT...",she said,making sure to extend the last word trying to make me drool myself over a person that I have never even talked to properly,"What's his name by the way?".

She just drooled over someone and she doesn't even know his name.Girls these days.

"Ask him yourself,I'm tired",not exactly true but it's better than hearing a girl voicing her might be perverted thoughts to me.

"Oh....I'm sorry..I'll just go now".Nooo,I just made her feel guilty,now I feel guilty.This is one of the feelings that I really hate because it just makes you feel like a bad person.Also her cute and sad face makes me wanna hug her and say it's okay.

"Hey,look just ask him yourself,he might 'like' you too",I said,making sure to air quote the word like.

"You think so?",not really.

"Of course",I replied with a not-so-genuine smile,yet she didn't notice it.

"But,I'm too shy...",she looked down and started to fiddle with the blankets.Awww... she's shy.

"His name is Alex",she squealed with delight,I smiled at her reaction to it.She said thanks to me and rushed to the bathroom.

Feeling something hard in my sweatpants,I put my hands in my pockets and pulled out what seems to be the locket that I believe to be Alex's.Maybe there's gonna be some clue as to how he got in.Gently I brushed my fingers on the locket.With a soft,click sound,I opened it.There's a small picture with a woman and a little boy in it.I guess that's Alex and her mother.This must be quite special to him.

Camila came out of the bathroom.

"Cam,can you give this to Alex,it's probably his",I asked her,not forgetting to wink.She responds with a nervous okay.Hehe.

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I am so sorry for the late update but I was.....ok,I'm not even gonna lie,I was feeling really lazy.But now I promise I will always update ONCE every two weeks or once each week.BTW,do you guys know anyone that can be Alex.I think Dylan Schimd but he doesn't has a british accent.Maybe 16 year old Harry Styles,but idk,could you guys suggest some people.