Nineteen

Hailey stared mouth open in shock at Chase, as he stepped closer. His brow looked curious, as he ate up the space between them. What was he doing here? Had he discovered something? She questioned in slight panic.

"What are you doing here?" He asked in the same surprise she had plastered on her face. They both stared at each other, struggling to demystify the crazy coincidence

"I should be asking you that" she replied, staring up at his intimidating figure.

"Considering this is my house, and everything here belongs to me, I reckon I am in the best position to ask all the questions" he replied, stopping before her.

He was right. He could be anywhere. Albeit, this was his house and he was the one to ask questions. "I need some alone time" Hailey replied, playing with the threads of her ripped jeans.

"I see." he muttered

"The house is not really comfortable for–– you know, a quiet time. So, I came here" She explained further. Chase simply nodded. He did not believe her, but he did not plan