Feeling different

Third Person P.O.V

The ever silent hall gets filled with chatters, Aiden stacks the plates and turns around to see Blake who takes the glassware from the pantry. The plan of hanging out together in the restaurant was called off because she wanted Harry to join the meal with them as he has been locked in for a long time.

Aiden places the plates by the sink "Why is everything dusty? I'll wash these you unpack the takeouts," she rolls up the sleeves of the blazer and opens the tap, she squeezes the dishwasher onto the sponge and begins to clean.

"Any help?," Riley enters the kitchen, he walks behind her.

"Nah, just carry the washed plates to the tab...," The last two letters 'le' stuck in her throat when he unclips her hair, his fingers brush over her skin as he gathers her hair to his hand.

Aiden's body freezes her movements stop for a second at his touch, she stares at the water which flows, her eyes forgot to blink. He clips her hair and steps closer his body brushing over hers as