Let Me Be Free

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Chey's POV

I woke up to find myself practically lying on top of Hayes. The weirdest part, he didn't seem to care. Yeah, he was asleep, but he had a firm grip around my body, like he knew I was in that position and he wanted to make sure I didn't leave.

"Hayes," I whisper shaking one of the arms that's wrapped around me. "Hayes," I repeat, a little louder and he seems to finally be waking up.

I blush a little and slide off of him, into a sitting position beside him, as he finally fully wakes up, blinking at me from where he's leaning against the wall. It must not have been the most comfortable position in the world, but probably better then the cement floor so I applaud him for finding that position.

"Hey," He smiled and I couldn't help but reciprocate it, a little blush tinting my cheeks still. Which made me want to punch myself.

"How're you feeling?" He asked, and I couldn't help but notice that he's kept his arm around me this whole time.

"Better, still a little sore," I shrug, mustering up a faint smile to try to reassure him, but I doubt it helped.

"Well, it's a good thing we'll be resting today," Hayes squeezes my shoulder in reassurance with the arm he has around me and I just nod sheepishly, forcing away the blush that's threatening to show.

"HEY GET UP YOU LOVE BIRDS," I shoot my head up to the doorway to see Cameron standing there, smiling deviously.

"You're going to regret you said that, Dallas," I warn and he widens his eyes a little before making a little 'pfft' sound.

Oh he'll get it, I promise you that.

"They gave us food," Cameron raises an eyebrow at us and that's all I need to hear before I jump up and drag Hayes behind me into the other room.

"C'mon Hayes! They have Food." I urge and he chuckles a little before we walk, quickly, into the other, main room.

I find Shawn sitting behind three trays, which hold different types of foods. They don't look like gourmet meals, but they don't look totally rank either.

"Which does everybody want? We've got sandwiches.. Turkey sandwiches I think. And," Shawn lists off a bunch of different things and each word makes me hungrier.

Everybody grabs what they want and I quickly snatch a turkey sandwich and a water bottle, carrying them over to a spot which the boys quickly form a circle into.

I feel special.

I should have said something like; 'MAGCON ASSEMBLE!'. OO BETTER YET; 'Come to me my little minions'. If only.

"Why're they feeding us?" Aaron takes a huge bite out of his.. burger? I think it's a burger, it's hard to tell when the thing is constantly shoved into Aarons mouth.

"Honestly I've got no idea. Yesterday they want me dead, today they're feeding us. Can anyone say bipolar?" I roll my eyes and everybody snickers before we go into a comfortable silence, everyone eating and thinking.

After I finish I stand up and grab my phone, and headphones that, a little glad I hadn't broken my phone. I go back into the other room and stick my headphones in my ears, instantly relaxing when my playlist fills my ears. I close my eyes and sink into the wall behind me a little more, sighing in content.

I don't know how much time passes but my eyes shoot open when I smell something burnt, and some yelling from the other room. I rip my headphones out of my ears, wrap them around my phone quickly and I stuff it back into my back pocket, looking around frantically at the burning walls surrounding me.