Love Trap (Slow Updates)

Sixty Six.

Aria's pov;

I opened the light to the room and walked towards the bathroom. I cleaned up my makeup, from any tears that had fallen on my cheeks without my permission and touched up everything. I fixed my hair and took a deep breath, when I heard a thud from inside the room. My eyes widened and I slowly kneeled down to retrieve my gun from its holster. I slowly moved back up and stepped outside, intimidating whoever was there.

I let out a sigh of relief when I met with Brandon's gaze. "You know, you can't hold your gun up to everybody's face, like that" He said.

"How did you find me?" I asked him, deciding to change the subject.

"Louis told me you were up here, the other two wouldn't say a word without giving me death glares. What the hell did you do?" He asked me.

"Me? I didn't do anything" I shook my head.

"Sure. Most people who say that, are guilty" He said. "How did you end up with Harry anyway? I thought you were going to go get us a drink?"

"He dragged me up here. He said he wanted to talk, I kept saying no but he lured me in" I said.

"Lured you in? I hope you didn't do anything you weren't supposed to" He said.

I bit my lip. "Define that"

"Shit, Aria. What the hell?! I leave you alone for one minute and you go and sleep with him?" He asked me, running a hand through his hair.

"I didn't sleep with him! And why does it even matter? Nobody saw us" I said.

"Yes, but what if they did? I thought you were going to try and keep yourself away from him! I'm sorry, but if you don't constraint yourself now that you have time, we will never be able to leave this mess and I won't be able to help you either. It's going to be visible that you still have feelings for him when time passes and you'll be weak" He said, disappointment written across his features.

"But Brandon I-"

"You should go back home, your training is early, 8am tomorrow" He said.

"Well, that's not my home, Brandon. It might be yours, but it will never be mine" I said, coldly. I stomped out of the unknown bedroom and fixed my hair while walking back downstairs. This is getting more and more ridiculous. It's not my fault I got to this position, it's not my fault I'm some kind of prisoner of a team of frauds. Of course, it was my choice to go with them, but it was inevitable since they were threatening me that Harry was going to die if I didn't.

Harry is never going to guess what the truth is, since I've shown him no proper affection before Stone took me in. He's told me he loves me and I never even dared to. Although we both are aware how hard it is for me to do so because of my past, I could have tried, but I didn't. It's just three damn words. But I'm sure Harry wouldn't want those three empty words.

I'm emotionally drained and confused whether what I have done so far is right or wrong. I guess we'll see as time passes by.

Brandon is the one right, at the moment. If I let my emotions take over, Josh and Rachel will know and it will have a bad outcome. Rachel is even smarter than Josh, she's strategic. I wonder why she didn't come to the party. Not wanting to socialize is of course one, but if she isn't attending, isn't it bad for Josh's publicity? I need to find out more about her soon, someway, somehow.

And of course, when I get back to the headquarters on the third floor, I'm greeted by her and Stephan.

"Back already?" She asked me.

"Yeah... Got bored" I shrugged.

"And Brandon?" She asked.

"He's staying longer" I said.