The creak of the door made you look in that direction, although you were almost sure it was him.There he was, his hands in his pockets and a smile on his face as he skimmed the book in your hands. "You know my dad doesn't like you being here." You whispered, although you had no intention of doing so, after all he was your only company.

"And he's here right now?" He asked, a smug smile on his face. He already knew the answer to that.