We have to go.

"We should take her with us" He said, his dark eyes holding mine for a few seconds. They were all staring at me now, and I didn't know what to do. It still baffles me up till now how three men could have so much presence than anyone else around, and their unlimited beauty. 

"Do you think so dank?" Zayn finally looked away from her, glancing at the one who hazel eyes. So his name was dank...that was the first time she was hearing such a name. "He won't like it at all you know" Zayn added, his voice hard. 

"But she's the only one that can change his mind. His skull is as tough as his ego" Dank replied, without breaking eye contact. It was as if he was seeing something inside of her that no one else could. 

Before any one of then could talk again, Maya turned around and sprinted up the stairs. She didn't wanna listen any longer to what they were saying and she sure as hell wasn't going anywhere with those men who scared the hell out of her. She wouldn't be able to handle it. As soon as she got to her room, she quickly closed and locked the door, before diving for her bed and going under the covers. 

And if anyone knocked on her door, she's gonna pretend she's not in here. 

She had made up her mind. 

Two days had passed, and luckily the three men never showed up at the house again. And Levi...was still gone. The house had become awfully cold and she had to admit that she missed the heat she felt whenever he was around. Chris never talked to her about what happened, and they would always cook together. He taught her how to make different meals, and she would do the tasting... drooling all over the food. 

But she couldn't help but think about Levi and his whereabouts, and she was thinking of how she would bring up the topic "Does boss Levi also tastes it like this when you make lots of amazing dishes?" I asked. 

He shook his head " Not really. He's not a fan of food" 

"He isn't? That's weird. Everyone is supposed to love food, especially yours, it's amazing" 

He chuckled " you've said that a lot of times" 

"Because it's true" I laughed back then I asked " Where did he travel to anyways?" I pretended to be checking the fridge for something, but my whole attention was on him. He had gone quiet, and had even stopped chopping the cucumbers he had been working on. 

"A business trip" he finally replied.

 

"Wait, he works?" I turned to face him. 

Chris only nodded, but the smile that had been on his face had vanished. Had the question been that different to answer? I wonder what is going through his mind right now. 

"That's nice" I commented, before closing back the fridge. "Where exactly did he travel to?" God, it was like my mouth had a body of it's own. I didn't want to know his reaction to this so this time I pretended to be checking out the gas cooker. 

"Another country" he finally replied again. 

That is an answer, but not the one I'm looking for. But I better stop asking him, he doesn't seem comfortable with it. "Is it ready?" I walked over to the cucumbers he had just finished slicing.

 

He nodded " Yes, you go wait at the dining table and I'll serve breakfast" he smiled again. 

"Are you sure?" 

He nodded " I can handle the rest on my own now, so off you go Maya" he ushered me out of the kitchen. But I had a feeling he did that because he didn't want me asking anymore questions about Levi. I shrugged to myself, before heading over to the dining table. 

OnceI sat down where I usually sit, I found myself staring once more at where Levi usually sat down. I always did this, remember how he had been staring at me like he wanted to kill me, and how we would argue silly. 

There was never a softness in his eyes, not even once. 

He hated her. He did, so why was he still keeping her here? Why does he keeps helping her when he clearly doesn't wants to? She sighed deeply, resting her head on the table as she kept staring at his seat.

If he were here right now, he would probably be glaring at her. Or he would yell at Christopher and ask him not to ever take her into the kitchen, or the man would turn off the light and scare the bejesus out of her. She smiled as she remembered all those moments, silly...what's gotten into her?

Why is she smiling like a big idiot? And why can't she stop thinking of him. 

"Would you like to travel?" 

Someone asked, snapping her out of her thoughts. She sat up from the table and looked over to see Chris sitting across her, munching down on his food. Hers was right in front of her. She hadn't even notice his arrival at all. 

"Did you say something?" She asked.

"Would you like to travel?" He asked again, taking another bite. 

"Well...I don't know. But I hear it's nice" she replied honestly. 

"It is. It depends on where you're going actually" 

"Is that so?" 

"Have you ever been to Country HQ?" 

"Oh!" Maya suddenly jumped as if she had just realized something " HQ means head quaters!" 

Chris almost spit out his entire food as laughter held him. It was not because she was wrong, but because of her sudden outburst.

"Yes, that's what it means. But in this case, the word doesn't has a meaning. They just named it country HQ" 

"Where is it?" 

"It's a small country, between countries" 

Okay, that's so not specific " Okay..." Maya drawled. 

"Well, would you like to go there?" 

"How fun is it? Why do you think I should go there?" 

"Well you have to sooner or later" He mumbled too loudly, and she heard him. She looked at him in confusion.

"I have to?" 

"Ahhh, not you. I mean someone else. I was thinking about someone else" Chris was very bad when it came to lying. His face would turn red, and he would start shifting on his seat. Maya just stared at him in awe. 

"Okay" she replied. 

After they were done, she collected the dishes and did them. She kept thinking about her conversation with Chris, what did he mean by she had to go sooner or later? Was he really talking about someone else? No, she knew he was lying.

His red face had said it all.

She tried to shake the thought away as usual, but it kept coming back to her. Country HQ... A country between countries, does that even makes sense? 

Later when she was done as she headed out of the kitchen, she began to hear voices again coming from the parlor. She knew those voices, and immediately she hid behind the door before they could see her.

What are the scary and strange men doing here again? Can't she stay in peace again. 

And they were discussing something. 

"Where is she?" Zayn was asking. 

And then, the whole house went quiet and the next moment she heard footsteps coming her direction. Quickly, she dived behind the huge fridge and it covered her perfectly. She heard as the footsteps walked in, and that intimidating aura filled the air once more. 

Shouldshe just pretend like she doesn't cares and walk past them?

But they're so scary! Mostly the one who hazel eyes, and the one with the beautiful eyes was too intimidating. The only one she could manage among the three of them was Zayn...He didn't look at her as if he wanted to slaughter her...

Well, except sometimes. 

"What're you doing behind the fridge, Maya?" 

How did they know I'm here? 

I smiled nervously as I slowly popped out, gently Dusting the fridge with my hands " Haha, I was just cleaning as you can see" I took my hands away " And now I'm done, I also have to clean upstairs and downstairs and I'll be so busy and I'll be so tired after than and I'll just fall asleep and let me get going" before I could take a step, the already intense presence became Even more intense, and Maya swallowed. 

The three men had their sharp gazes at her " Get ready in ten minutes. We have to go" Roman spoke this time, his voice cold and plain. 

"Go... where? Me? No I love this house quiet a lot and I don't wanna..." 

"Maya!" Dank spoke and she mentally zipped her mouth. 

"Huh?" She spoke again. 

"Ten minutes" 

Are they kidnapping her and giving her just ten minutes to get ready? " where...are we going exactly?" 

"Somewhere Maya. We have a flight to catch in thirty minutes. You need to get ready" Zayn spoke. At least maybe she could relate with him.

First of all, what the hell is a flight?

"Alright. Alright. I'll be back in five" she smiled as she walked past them but once she was out of view she took off running to her room. She dived under the covers once again before screaming into her pillow.

Those people are insane!! She ain't following them anywhere at all!

Ha! Over her dead body. 

A few minutes later, and her door was broken down with one swift kick. She jumped on her bed her heart beating faster as she heard footsteps inside her room, then her cupboard was opened. When she peeked out of the covers, she saw Zayn stuffing her clothes into a small bag-like box. 

When he was done, he picked up the bag and left with it...but he didn't fix back the door. 

Two minutes later, he returned back to the room and folded his arms staring at the big lump on the bed " What're you doing?" He asked. 

"Where are we going?" I asked too.

"We are leaving. Get up" he ordered.

"To where?" 

"You'll see" 

"I don't wanna be kidnapped!" I blurted.

 

He sighed " you might be, if you don't stick with us"

"Huh?"

"We are going somewhere, and that somewhere is a country between countries"

"Huh?" 

"Exactly"

"HQ..?"

He nodded.