Arya

He lied. The spare room with a couch that he promised was actually his bedroom, which he insisted she sleep in while he took the living room couch. Arya didn't understand him. First he "saved" her from the two boys outside, then he decided to repair her bike, then he screamed at her after finding her sleeping underneath the stairs, and now he was giving up his bed for her.

"I put an extra towel on the bathroom sink in case you decide to have a shower," he said. "Also, that is the only washroom in the apartment, and it's connected to both the bedroom and the living room, so if you hear noises coming from it at night, it's just me."

"Umm… okay," she was unsure of what else to say. "Thanks?" she said, not meaning to emphasize the questioning tone in her voice.

"Well, goodnight then," he said, a furrowed brow stretching across his face. Arya definitely didn't understand him.

As she found herself laying in a strangers bed, the events of the day started rushing back into her head. Arya was lucky enough to be walking the streets of King's Landing, away from the prying eyes of the Lannisters, when she heard about her father's arrest from a man passing by her on the street. She then quickly made her way into the closest convenience store and stared at the TV which read "Eddard Stark arrested for fraud against Stag-O-Metal" across the bottom as the footage showed her father being walked by two police officers while wearing handcuffs.

Stag-O-Metal was the company her dad had worked for, being the director of finances. Her father had primarily worked from the company's office in Winterfell, making the occasional trips down to King's Landing a couple of times a year. But about 10 months ago the company had started to experience production problems, forcing her father to move to King's Landing to be closer to the action. Her father and mother thought it would be a good idea for her and her sister to temporarily move down to King's Landing with their father. Sansa was due to start King's Landing University in the fall, and hopefully Arya the year after.

Arya was not happy about the move. She loved the cold air of Winterfell, the smell of freshly fallen snow in the morning, and running down the hills with her brothers and their direwolves. Arya's heart sank when she thought about Nymeria. She had to leave her direwolf behind on the King's Road during their trip down to King's Landing due to an accident with Joffrey. Arya hated Joffrey. He was a cruel, inconsiderate prick who looked an awful lot like Caligula – a crazy Roman emperor from back in the day. Joffrey was also to be wed to her sister. Arya couldn't believe Sansa accepted his proposal at her young age of eighteen. It didn't matter now though. Once the Lannisters get brought to justice for framing their father, Sansa's engagement would be broken off.

Arya just had to get to Winterfell. She had to. She may have had a rough start, but Arya made a mental note for herself to speak to this Gendry to see if her bike could get fixed any sooner.

As Arya thought back to Gendry and her current situation, she couldn't help but feel surprised at the fact that a complete stranger was letting her sleep in his home. Maybe that was the reason why she had so much trouble falling asleep – she was in a stranger's home! He could be a murderer, rapist, or worse, a Lannister for all she knew. No – he said his last name was Waters. He didn't belong to a house. He was a bastard. Arya wondered if he had a family at all. She then realized that he looked awfully familiar to her. Perhaps she's seen him around King's Landing, this place wasn't too far off from it anyway, and it was the closest city.

Arya then pondered about whether or not the Lannisters have sent a search party after her. Maybe they reported her as a missing person to the KLPD (King's Landing Police Department). The Gold Cloaks, which is what the police officers of King's Landing liked to call themselves, (stupid!) could be looking for her right now. Perhaps her face was all over the news. Starting to panic about such possibilities, she decided to check the TV.

Looking around the room Arya realized that the TV must be in the living room. Arya started cursing at herself in her head for agreeing to sleep in Gendry's bedroom. That man was impossible to argue with. He must've been the most stubborn person she has ever met. Realizing that she had no choice, she decided to risk it and sneak into the living room to try to watch the TV on mute.

Carefully opening the door and walking on her tippy-toes across the living room floor, Arya couldn't help but think back to her driving instructor's words. Swift as a deer. Quiet as shadow. Quick as a snake. Calm as still water. Arya never understood what any of that had to do with riding a bike, but she thought that it was pretty relevant when it came to sneaking around somebody's house. Maybe Syrio Forel was a thief.

Arya managed to grab the remote and make her way over to the TV without waking Gendry up. Slowly turning it on and immediately changing it to mute – she snuck another look at him. Still sleeping. He looked so peaceful when he slept. His thick, black hair even more dishevelled than it had been a couple of hours ago. Arya then realized how beautiful, yet very manly his facial features were. She then couldn't help but admire his shirtless torso which was exposed from underneath his covers. His well muscled arms hugged the pillow and for a brief second Arya wondered how it would feel if they were hugging her.

Wait, what? She quickly snapped out of her daydream and turned her head to the TV. Arya started flipping through the channels until she stumbled upon something that looked like a repeat of 11 o'clock news. She sat there watching the television screen for about 15 minutes before she decided that she was probably over exaggerating thinking she'd be on the news. She was about to turn the TV off when she saw a picture of her father appear on the screen. Arya had just barely had enough time to turn the captions on before she saw a picture of her own face appear next to her father's on the screen.

"Eddard Stark's youngest daughter, Arya Stark, is said to have been working alongside her father in his fraud against the Stag-O-Metal. Her location is not known, and the KLPD is suspecting that she has fled the city in an attempt to escape," read the captions.

SHIT! It was bad enough they were trying to frame her father, but how did she get pulled into this? She was a teenager for Gods' sake.

"Arya Stark was last seen on Dragon Gate Avenue around 4 pm today. The KLPD have released this picture of Arya Stark on her gray motorcycle, which reads Needle in red across its side. She is thought to be wearing a black leather jacket and dark brown pants."

Tears started to well up in Arya's eyes as she tried to fight back crying. Before she knew what was what she felt Gendry touch her shoulder for a second time that night. Turning around Arya took one look into Gendry's deep blue eyes before she let herself go.