Heart of Hatred

Harley slipped quietly through the front door of the apartment, and closed it behind her with as little noise as possible. Though by the time she turned around, Zander was already standing before her. She cursed under her breath, gave him a fake smile and made a break for her room only for him to step directly in her path. With little choice she forced her gaze upon him, trying to ignore his cold expression by focusing on the grey colour of his messy hair. She bit her lip and forced back the words that she wanted to say, knowing that lighting another fire under him would do no good.

"Is-" She cleared her throat. "Is there something you need to say?"

Zander folded his arms across his chest and quirked an eyebrow at her as he stepped aside. She eyed the short and narrow hallway that led to her bedroom, but remained where she was standing and only adjusted slightly so that he was in her line of vision once again. He stared down at her from beneath hooded eyes, and she didn't tear her eye