“What do you mean she had a panic attack? I thought I was clear when I said she was to have no visitors?” someone hissed, and even through the haze of sleep, I could make out that the person was really angry.
“I apologize, Mr. Lyon, I have no idea how Randy slipped through security. Rest assured it will not happen again” came a timid voice, cowering almost, and even in my dazed state I rolled my eyes.
“You're damn right it won't, or it's the end for you and your pathetic excuse of a security company,” he growled, and a soft whimper left my lips. Immediately, the talking stopped and the sound of footsteps followed.
A hand stroked my hair, and slowly I opened my eyes to see Zayn's sapphire blue eyes softly lingering on my face. In some other universe, such affection would've had my hear
