A startled expression came across his features and he struggled to answer. "I can't tell you exactly how Danny became the leader but basically he overthrew our dad. As for why I didn't take over, my brother is older than me so naturally it'd go to him instead of me."

Chris inched a little closer to me and moved a stray hair away from my eyes. "You'll be okay, I promise." He whispered. Somehow it felt like he was talking about more than just my sore throat.

His orbs trail down my face until it reaches my lips. I visibly gulp, realizing that we were literally inches apart. I find myself staring at his lips too and couldn't help but think of kissing them.

Chris seemed to be having an inner battle with his mind while I stayed frozen.

Slowly he leaned in slowly, as if giving me time to move away but I held my position and leaned in aswell.

I felt his lips brushing against mine, so soft and gentle like he was afraid to break me. I deepened the kiss and soon enough, we are kissing passionately.

I ignored the burning in my throat and focused on the light movements of our lips.

When we pulled away, we rested our forheads against eachother and panted, inhaling little puffs of air back into our lungs.

"You alright sweetheart, I didn't hurt you did I?" Chris breathed, caressing my cheek. I felt myself heat up and I shook my head with a small smile. 

"It's getting late, you should get some rest. Would you like me to take you to your room?" He asked. I fidgeted with my fingers and shook my head once again.

"No? Does that mean you want to sleep here tonight?" A grin appeared on his lips. I pondered over the idea and found that there was no reason for me to say no.

I nodded shyly.

If that's okay with you.....

Chris threw the notepad on the floor and pulled me into a hug. "Of course it's okay with me, I love having you around, especially now knowing that I'll be keeping you safe."

My heart swelled at his words.

Chris suddenly pulled away and stood up, walking over to his balcony and jumping off the railing.

I gasped, running towards the sliding door that lead to the beautiful open and paneled space and peered over the railing in panic, expecting to see Chris's body splattered on the ground.

Instead, I saw a little ledge that he was carefully balancing on and heading towards my own balcony that was on the left. He gracefully leaped onto my railing and went inside my room.

I was still in shock when he retraced his path and jumped back onto his balcony that I was standing on, watching his every move.

He laughed at my awe and closed the curtains swiftly, before going towards his bedroom door and locking it.

"I'm not crazy, relax. Since your room is next to mine I just walked along the edge to get to your room, then I locked your door and turned the light on just so the guys think you're inside. You're planning to spend the night here so it's best to avoid suspicion by doing what I did." Chris shrugged.

I picked up the notepad, scribbling two of my favourite words on there and showing it to him with a large smile.

IQ 200! :p

Chris chuckled as he gave me a light peck on my lips. "You're so fucking cute sweetheart." He cooed, turning around and opening his walk-in-closet, grabbing a large hoodie before handing it to me.

"Change into this so you'll feel more comfortable." He smiles and leaves me alone in the room whilst he gets ready in the bathroom. I slip the blue hoodie over my head quickly and lie down on his bed comfortably.

Chris walks out the bathroom shirtless, with only a pair of basketball shorts covering his lower half.

I stared at his abs.

This feels familiar doesn't it.

"See something you like, sweetheart?" He teased, slipping under the covers beside me. "You look so adorable in my clothes." He whispered and starts leaving light, delicate kisses on my bruised neck.

My eyes flutter shut and I inhale a sharp breath. Somehow my mind takes me back to the day I met Danny, waking up in his bedroom and seeing him in all his glory. I was surprised how calm I was, in different circumstances I'm sure I would have had a freaking panic attack right there and then.

But just seeing Danny made me feel like I was.....safe.

My thoughts are interrupted when there's a hard knock on the door, making Chris pull away with an irritated groan.

"Who is it?" He called with an annoyed tone. "Your boss, now open the fucking door!" A voice shouted in reply.

"Shit."

Chris points to the bathroom. "Go hide in there and don't come out until I call you." He ordered softly. I nodded, wrapping my arms around myself as I run into the en suite bathroom and lock the door.

I press my ear against the wooden door and hear Danny burst in and the sound of the bed creaking, meaning he sat down aswell.

"Come in." Chris scoffed.

"How are you doing my darling brother?" He adds sarcastically. "I'm angry, my princess locked herself in her room and refuses to talk to me!" I frown when Danny starts yelling again.

"YOUR PRINCESS? YOU HURT HER AND YOU STILL HAVE THE NERVE TO CALL HER YOURS?!"

I jump in fright and back away from the door. I've never heard Chris raise his voice like this before, sure when he punched Danny he was angry, but now he seems livid.

"Just leave her the fuck alone, she probably won't want to see you until morning!"

I hear a sigh and some footsteps.

"She'll eventually have to come out sooner or later. I'll even beg for forgiveness if I have to." Danny mumbled so quietly I barely heard him. The slam of a door makes me stand up straighter and patiently wait until I can leave.

"Love, you can come out now."

I open the bathroom door with a pout and collapse on the bed. "Hey don't be sad, he deserves to feel guilty for what he did." Chris tries to reassure me but I just pull the covers over my head and turn around with my back facing him.

The bed dips as Chris lay down next to me quietly with a large gap in between us. I didn't feel like cuddling or even listening to him talk, I just wanted to close my eyes and forget this day ever happened.

I also wanted to hug Danny and tell him I forgive him.

But I couldn't.

"Goodnight sweetheart, I hope you feel better in the morning." Chris sighs, turning around also and getting ready to sleep. I murmured a small hum in response and inhaled tiredly.

Why me.....