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This was so annoying. 

You know that feeling you get that something really weird or strange has happened, everyone knows about it but you're the only one that is left out in the dark. Well that's what I'm feeling now.

I was slumped on the bench with my arms crossed as Xavier sat beside me. 

It was a rather nice day, early in the afternoon with the sun shining down on us. The birds were chirping as they flew around the garden, basking in the sunlight as they fluttered their wings, singing along to the soft breeze that went by every now and again.

Xavier shuffled against me, crossing his legs so that he could lean back against the bench. I sighed, crossing my arms and looked up at the clear sky.

"I'm sorry."

I could hear the heaviness in his tone as though he was holding back on something.

"For what exactly?" I replied, showing my stubbornness. 

He chuckled softly beside me, the sweet tone in his voice adding to the sounds of the singing birds. 

"For . . ."

He hummed and craned his neck towards me, his eyes holding a boyish sense of amusement as he smiled. Once again the dimple poking out to greet me; his cheeks were quite prominent but at times his dimple would take a few years off his face.

He sighed and placed his hand over my own, I almost retracted it back but the warmth he held against my skin was quite soothing, as he rubbing his fingers gently over the palm of my hand.

"Look, I know we haven't known each other for long, but I have taken a liking to you and-"

"I know, we both like each other," I interrupted, "but I want to know more about you. Why did Amanda and Darius say those things about you?" I felt my brows furrow as I was curious to know.

"I'm glad our feelings are mutual." He smiled, causing me to want to punch him in the face, "what the others said, well they're not exactly wrong."

I bit down on my lip as I felt the beating of my heart increase, something about this conversation-I might get the answers I don't really want to hear.

"What do you mean?" I clenched my hand, making Xavier let go of his hold.

"I-I guess in the past I was a bit of a womaniser," he ruffled his hair back as though he looked  ashamed. "I did a lot of things that I am definitely not proud of and would not want to go back to such a darkness again."

I frowned as I caught a glimpse of dark hair bobbing up and down through the kitchen window. I wasn't sure what he was doing, but he seemed to be on an edge.

"I'm sure Darius is eager to get you back to him."  Xavier scoffed shaking his head.

"So why does he hate you so much?"

I asked as I heard the beating of my heart, the palpitations were nothing serious. It was just my heart warning me of something I may not want to hear about.

Xavier heaved out a sigh and slouched his head back, mimicking my movements from just a moment ago. I shuffled next to him so that I could face him, though his brown eyes were glimmering through the sunlight, looking far into the distance.

"I did something bad to him."

I snapped my head back towards the house, though he was gone.

My hand reached out the Xavier, "what is it?" I asked in almost a whisper, afraid of what I was to hear.

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