My heart is stripped just for you(H2OVanoss)

Part 48 - Bruises

Evening ❤️,
a little bit longer chapter this time for just you, so read it slowly ok? You have to wait another 3 days before you can read more 😂. Enjoy ^.^
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(Vanoss POV)
Knocking on the door, my heart was racing in excitement. I wished Craig was home. It took him a few goods minute, before the door opened, revealing his bodyguard.

"Hey," I greeted him, receiving only a silent nod.

"Can I talk with to mister Thompson? There's really something important he needs to know," I stated, feeling uncomfortable under the bodyguards watch.

"Let him in," Craig yelled from inside.

The bodyguard stepped aside, giving me a space to walk in, and I did.

"I'm upstairs."

I fast walked upon the stairs, relieved I didn't have to be with his bodyguard anymore. Seeing him in one of the room, I walked in. He was sitting on the bed with his phone, his eyes lazily looked at me.

"What is it, mister Fong? Why are you here?"

"Mister Thompson, I've made a few mistakes in my life," I started, seeing him check his phone again.

"And? What am I now? Your therapist? I'm in a hurry," he informed me, nervously tapping on his thigh.

"I'm here to fix some of my mistakes," I continued.

"Mistakes? Wha-" he wanted to continue, but he was cut off.

"Sir? Your plane is prepared," his bodyguard announced, making me frown.

"Plane? What plane? Where are you going?"

He can't leave now! Tyler needs him.

"I'm sorry, mister Fong, but I really need to go," he said, stood up and walked towards the door.

"No! Wait, please, hear me out," I called after him, making him stop.

"What is it so important?" He replied.

"You can't leave, mister Thompson. Tyler is crushed, he reached his bottom and there's nobody who can help him, but you."

"Tyler? What's wrong with him? What happened? Is he alright?" He asked instantly, motioning his bodyguard to stop.

"He needs you, now more than ever. Let me help you out. He's going to be tomorrow at work, I'll arrange you a meeting. Tell him everything you feel towards him, I won't interrupt."

"B-but you break the contract," he whispered confused, a slight hope in his voice.

"I did, which means you're not my client anymore."

Which means you can be with Tyler if both of you want.

"And I can be with him," he mumbled to himself.

"Tomorrow, ok?" I smiled at him, walking pass by him.

"Wait! But you said he was going to work in London!"