Fomalhaut [COMPLETED]

27|| That's What I'll Do

The next morning, I end up being the first one awake— or so did I think before walking out of the room only to see that Alexander is already up and standing by the oven cooking.

Last night, I ended up falling asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow but I kept on waking up every now and then. It makes perfect sense to me since I am in a foreign place which makes it hard for me to dose off like usual.

"Good morning!" I greet him as I head towards the counter and have a seat there.

"Oh, you're awake," he says not expecting to see me up and about.

"What? Did you expect me to wake up late at night or something?"

"Maybe," his lips twitch.

"Looks like someone slept well."

"Not really, I wouldn't say I slept well but it wasn't bad either," he sighs.

"I assume you were thinking about what we should do next instead of sleeping?" I ask him although I am certain of the answer he is about to give me.

"What can I do, we need to come up with something soon. Knowing CYP, they will act up soon and try to shut us down."

"I agree. So, did you think of a way to obtain the USB?" I ask him hoping to hear something good.

He freezes for a second like something did cross his mind but he's not sure whether to say it yet. "None."

I force myself to dismiss his behavior.

"It's okay. Just take your time. We are willing to wait for as long as it takes," I try to prompt him.

He nods back at me before he goes back to cooking. Not too long after, Ryan and Yazan join us and have a seat beside me.

"Morning!" Yazan yawns as he says that.

"Don't tell me you're still sleepy. You slept the longest of us all," Alexander chirps in complaint.

"I can't help it. If I could, I'd spend all day everyday in bed. Not only that, but those beds of yours," he says as he looks at Ryan, "are totally awesome. Where did you get these mattresses from?"

I look at Yazan, trying as hard as I can to hold back my laughter but my attempts are unfortunately futile and I end up bursting into giggles. Yazan really is a mood maker.

Delilah and Dr Collins wake up and walk up to us before any of us can talk back to Yazan and hold puzzled expressions on their faces at the sight of me dying.

"Mind telling us what's funny? Did Yazan do something stupid again?" Delilah asks while glaring at Yazan who is too busy munching on his plain toast and ignoring her watchful eyes.

"Breakfast's ready," Alexander announces.

We eat in silence sharing a few sentences here and there. When we finish, Yazan, once again, decides that we missed his voice and speaks.

"I'd marry you if I weren't straight, Alex!"

The randomness.

"I'd say thank you but I don't want a wife like you in my life."

"Tch, what a shame. I'd make a gorgeous wife."

Alexander does nothing besides rolling his eyes and releasing a bewildered sigh.

"Thank you for your hard work, Alexander. You're a great cook," Ryan interrupts.

"Thank you for the compliment, I guess," he says back awkwardly. How cute. Alexander doesn't know how to deal with compliments.

"Even in the company when they were teaching you how to cook, you always outshined the others," Dr Collins elaborates.

He just nods shyly as a tint of pink graces over his cheeks.

This is a sight I have never come across before. Really. I find myself wanting to lean in and squish his cheeks as hard as possible.

"Cute," I mutter under my breath and I see Alexander giving me a confused look.

"What did you say?"

I shake my head.

"I was talking to myself," I quickly cover up.

"Great, now we have a crazy person who talks to herself air," Yazan comments to which we all send him a glare.

"What? I'm saying the truth!" Alexander pulls on his ear from beside him to shut him up and we all laugh at his pained cries.

The fun time we are having soon comes to an end when my phone starts to ring. I look estranged at my screen when I see Mrs Martin's emitting from it.

It is weird of her to call me this early in the morning. However, today is a school day and we did miss it. Assuming that she's worried and wants to ask us why we aren't there, I pick up the phone.

"Hello."

"Look who's here. Who would have known that we would finally get to catch you?" He chuckles rhetorically, "you might have managed to escape us but we all know it's not for too long," I hear from across the phone and a shiver automatically starts running down my spine.

I quickly get to work and hurry to hang up the call when I see Alexander walking towards me with an inscrutable look on his face. He promptly snatches the phone from my hand and puts it on speaker.

"You're being quiet now," the person chuckles. "But that's not why we're calling. Give me Kaden Andler," he orders.

"There's no Kaden Andler," Alexander grits out disdainfully.

"I wonder why," the caller enunciates sardonically.

"What do you want? I'm sure you're not calling just to sputter out bullshit like this."

"I'm sure you know what it is that we want. You wouldn't want your parents getting held in here anymore, would you?" I can see the evil smirk forming on his face regardless of the fact that he's not in front of me.

"Parents? What parents? I don't have any," Alexander laughs humorlessly.

"You can't possibly abandon the people who birthed you, could you?"

"Try me."

That's the last thing he says before he hangs up and throws the phone at the wall, driving its screen to shatter.

"Poor phone. Looks like I'm not the only one without a phone anymore. Welcome to the club," Yazan whispers to me seeming not all too fazed with what has happened a few seconds ago.

I look at everyone to see that they all seem out of it. It feels like I am the only one who doesn't know what exactly is going on.

Who's Kaden?

Why did that disturb Alexander?

What was with that guy on the phone?

Why did he get on his nerves?

I have billions of thoughts roaming through my brain which I do not have the proper answers to. I feel left out. The fact that everyone in this room knows exactly what has occurred and not filling me in with anything is bothering me.

But I can't do anything. I did convince myself to wait for him to tell me after all and I am going to keep my word. I won't bother him with the past unless he utters the first word.

Yes, that's what I'll do.