"Good evening, Haley," Pietro said with a sly smile.
Blinking a couple times, her brain tried to process what was going on. "What are you doing here?" she hissed at last.
"Wooing you," he replied simply as he scooped her up in his arms. Running down the balcony, he took Haley away from the mansion's premises. She tried to say something, but they were going so fast that she couldn't even open her mouth much less speek.
He stopped in an alley beside a restuarant. Haley finally caught her breath. "What the hell is wrong with you!" she cried, panting from the lack of oxygen.
Pietro grabbed her hand and led her towards the entrance. "I'm taking you out to dinner."
"Uh…no you're not. I told you no already. Mulitiple times, actually. When are you going to get the hint?" Yet a few minutes later, she found herself ordering a meal. "How did you manage to get me to agree?" she asked, frustrated at how weak she was. She shouldn't be here. Somebody at the institute would notice she's gone soon enough. When they do, then everyone else will know as well. She was so screwed.
Grinning, Pietro said, "I'm a ladies' man, it's what I'm made to do." He took a sip of his soda, surveying the surroundings. Like Haley, he too was worried about what would happen if somebody found out he had taken her away. However, he was worried about his own hide. It wasn't that he was being selfish or anything. Haley already had a built in alibi. She had nothing to fear.
"Cocky." She studied his face, noting that it had the slightest hint of worry in it. "Did I mention that I'm grounded and not into you?"
He smiled, waving away her comments. "I'm from the Brotherhood. When you say that I kidnapped you, they will believe you. It wouldn't be the first time something like this has happened," he told her. "As for the second part, that can be changed." Pietro raised an eyebrow, looking very sure of himself.
Haley tried her hardest not to enjoy herself. She really did. Constantly, she would remind herself of Kurt, but the stupid jerk always ended up making her do something that she didn't want to do.
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Back at the mansion, Kurt was pacing nervously. "Where is she?" he asked for about the thirtieth time.
"We're trying to find out, Kurt. Calm down," Kitty told him, secretly as worried for her as Kurt was. The blue elf didn't say anything more, but reverted to growling. "Okay, seriously, what is up with this new growling thing of yours?" She was flustered enough as it. The whole growling thing was kind of creepy and definately not helping the situation.
He shot her a glare. "How could the video cameras not have seen anything? Why didn't the prof. sense the invader?" Kurt was getting more hyped up with each passing moment.
"You know that he was busy working with Rogue." Then, it hit Kitty. "Pietro," she growled.
Stopping in his tracks, he asked, "You think he did this?"
"I know he did."
"Let's go," Kurt snarled, wanting to punch Quicksilver in the face.
Kitty furrowed her brow. "Don't you think we should tell the others?" He didn't reply. He just grabbed her arm and teleported them to the Brotherhood house.
She knocked on the door. Luckily, Lance answered it. "Kitty?"
"No, it's the Easter Bunny," Kurt said impatiently.
She lightly shoved the furry teen aside aside, wishing that he would just take a chill pill. "Uh, Lance, do you know where Pietro is?"
"He left about thirty minutes ago, without a word. Why?"
"That's about the same time that Haley disappeared," Kitty mumbled to Kurt. She decided to ignore Lance's question. "Do you know where he was going?"
He rolled his eyes at the two. "No."
"Gee, thanks for the help, Lance," she said angrily. Kitty felt that her boyfriend should at least pretend to be interested when she was talking to him.
"What else do you want me to say, Kitty?" he asked indignantly.
Kurt stormed away, not wanting to hear anymore of this pointless conversation. She trotted after him, to make sure he didn't do anything stupid. "Stop right there, Kurt!" she instructed, her patience wearing thin.
Feeling helpless, he complied. "We need to find her," he said, his voice cracking. It had meant to sound way more forceful than it did.
"We will, but we should go back to the mansion. There's not much more we can do right now. Logan's out patrolling the streets. If he catches her scent, we'll find her. But if we get in anymore trouble, then it won't really matter, because we'll be grounded for a lot longer than we already are."
"Fine."
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"You were on a date with Quicksilver?" Logan snarled at Haley as they rode back to the mansion.
She had to defend herself. "No! I wasn't he took me there against my will! I had nothing to do with it!" She hoped that he would believe the truth...although the truth looked pretty shabby.
"You looked pretty willing when I walked in to find you two making out. Do you know what you have put us through?" She involuntarily cringed. However, Haley wasn't about to back down. They had to believe her!
"Stop! He does that to me. I don't know how, but I honestly didn't want to be there. Just let me tell my side of the story! The professor will tell you that I'm telling the truth."
"You better be, Blondie. Otherwise, you are grounded until you're my age!" he threatened.
"How old is that?" She made a face, knowing he wouldn't see it.
"I'm somewhere in my eighties."
"Joy."
I have a feeling some people are mad about this chapter. Sorry! I know reversals suck big time, but it'll be okay. you'll see :)