Escaping The Mafia King

Hope woke up to the blinding light and white walls. Everything felt surreal to her. Was she even alive or was this heaven?

Her eyes blinked a couple of times before managing to open fully. Everything around her was white and too shiny. There was a complete silence in her ears right before the loud chatter patter of people and things started to enter through her brain like a loud crash.

Groaning, she slipped up the bed and tried to find someone. Well, good thing she figured out that this was not heaven that she was lying in, this was a freaking hospital.

She had barely registered it through her head, trying to figure out how she ended up here and then remembering being at the party and things that happened with Varys when the door to her room opened and Varys walked in. He was still wearing the same clothes that he was wearing at the party.

Still looking just as handsome.

Damnit!

His eyes came to meet with hers as she sit up straight in the bed, being careful to not be too quick about it as she did not want to fall face first into the floor because of the possible virtigo.

"Still alive?" Varys taunted, coming to sit beside her on the bed.

"I think so." Hope muttered.

Only she could be unlucky enough to get into an accident while fighting with someone verbally. Gosh, this was humiliating.

exclaimed as her eyes met the wall clock, "Oh my God. One AM? My parents are going to kill me if they have not died of

hand shoot out and grab on to her arms, stopping her,

Hope panicked, "It's too late. I had told them that I would be back by eleven PM!" and then started to slip out of the bed again despite of the sudden pain

are hurt!" Varys growled in frustration, "I had Stella call them and tell you are staying over at her

words, her panic started to dim,

You are an idiot! What if the car had not stopped in time? What if

was

not want to fight right now with you." Hope opened her mouth to reply but snapped it shut as he suddenly slipped up, closer to her and engulfed her face in his palm,

down the feelings that filled her throat. He was right. They were so good together, their friendship remaining the best kind that

"I am sorry."

spoke up at

their lips, finding relief

us?" Varys asked gently, extending his hand in her

her the same Varys that she wanted to spend

down towards him, hesitantly opening her arms and wrapping them around him, resting her head

tight grip, his face slipping in her neck and inhaling deeply. Her heart was racing so fast that she thought it was going to jump out of her chest. Gosh, she had not