Don't ever regret having a good heart. You may be let down. You may fall deeper than those around you but in the end you're always winning.

Hold on (by Chord Overstreet)

Loving and fighting
Accusing denying
I can't imagine with a world with you gone
The joy and the chaos,the demons we are made of
I would be so lost,if you left me alone

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Amelia's Pov

" I see you have become my admirer" A voice echoed through the empty place. I turned around and saw the last person. I was expecting. It was the mysterious guy from the cafe.

His eyes looking me up and down as he leaned against the wall as he smiled crookedly.

" What are you doing here?" I said my voice a bit louder.

" Shouldn't I be the one who is asking that question? You are in my gallery" He smirked his tone playful. He neared me with quick pace until he was infront of me.
" What are you doing at my gallery looking at my painting Amelia" He husked amusement dancing in his hazel eyes.

" This is yours. This is unexpected " I gasped looking at the painting. I can't believe he drew it.

" Yes" he looked back at painting a real smile covering his face. " It reminds me of you a bit" he touched her eyes.

" You don't know me well enough to say that" I sniggered turning my attention back to the painting.

" I don't need to. Your eyes give you away" He smiled.

" What do you mean?" I asked confused.

" It doesn't matter. So you like my painting huh?" He said his thin lips tugging upward in to a small smile.

" It's ok I guess" I rolled my eyes at his egoistical question and I am not about to go and fuel it.

" You still are no one like I have ever met" He said in amazed tone. He quickly tried to change his utters.

" Still ?" I asked my eyebrows raised looking up at his intimidating bulky figure.

" Yea I meant until now" He couged

" Why do you say that?" I asked.

" Because any girl would have swooned for me by now." He smirked.

" First of there is no such thing as 'any girl' but they just 'swooned' for you because they didn't see what I did" I smirked.

" And what is that ?" He turned around his gaze sharp as he looked down at me.

I wish I was taller right now!!

" That you aren't worth swooning for" I smiled innocently.

" Is that so then why don't you go on a date with me to see who will win" He suggested as he pushed back his curly hair.

" No that's not necssary" I frowned as I shook my head in disagreement.

" Why are scared that you will lose ?" He taunted cockily.

" Pft I'm not scared of losing to you because i am not going to lose to your ridiculous game" I scoffed.

" So go on a date with me and prove me wrong" He asked his eyes sparkling with mischief.

Although I hate to admit it. I still have feelings for that Demon but I am not about to go ruin some else for my own benefit.

" Look I just got out of a serious relationship and I am not looking for anyone else"I sighed looking away.

" wow you are the first girl to ever reject me. I feel hurt right here" He said touching his chest with a pout on his lips.

" I am glad I am the first but I won't be the last if you keep thinking so highly of yourself " I chuckled.

" Then you have to buy me a meal. It is the least you can do." He grinned.

" Fine what do you want to eat?" I sighed.

" I am choosing " He grinned grapping me by wrist dragging me out of the silent gallery. The only voice heard was ours.

We walked to the parking lot as I took out my keys to unlock my car. It was now dark. The street was adorned by the lights as the mutness filled the once busy street.

" No no no we are going by my car I will bring you back after we eat"

He dragged me again like a little child. I mean should I trust him? I barely know anything about the guy and yet there he was tugging me to go with him and I didn't feel any fear like I used to know him. I rolled my eyes and trailed behind him and entered his luxurious car. I doubt he worked for it. It is too expensive for an artist. How is he able to afford such a good car? He looked at my amazed expression knowingly.

" My family is well of " He smiled.

He started the ignition and drove off as I stare out the window. The hot air in the car warmed my freezing body.

" Amelia What do you do for living do you also paint?" He asked. His eyes beholding the road with intensity.

" Oh no but I want to puruse it some day. For now I manage some small business " I lied about the later one.

" Really Madam Huoston. The Huoston Empire will say otherwise" He smirked.

oh god how did he know ?

" How did you know?" I asked gaping.

" You are famous. I have seen you on magazines" He said

Of course how could I forgot
How lovely ! Note my sarcasm.

" You family must be rich too do I know them?" I asked.

" No " He said sternly his voice colder as if he was remembering something. Did I ask a wrong the question? He stopped the car and we got out of the car and go in to the MacDonald . The smell of the food inside made my stomach growl in expectation. Styles chuckled as I flushed cursing in my head.

What can I say I love food so much that my stomach growls every time I think about it.

We orderd the pizza as we chatted waiting for the delicious piece of heaven that was being cooked for us.

" Why do you like most about art ?" He asked his cold demeanor now replaced by a warm one. Thank god I can't stand people being mean to me.

" Well mostly how it says so much more than words ever could " I said cheerfully.

He seemed pleased with my answer as his smile grew bigger reaching his hazel eyes.

" Why do you lie about being rich? Most people would boast about it?" He asked curiosity laced in his deep voice.

" There is nothing to boast about it. It is not like I worked for any of it" I shrugged.

" You are the same as before" He said but he immediately couged.

Is there something i don't know?

" As before?" I asked as I fold over my chest raising my eyebrow.

" Nothing nothing It's....." He stopped talking looking away from me.

He was looking at me from behind me so I swiftly turned my head. There he was the man I hated and loved at the same time. His expression frigid and cold. His murderous eyes looking at me in a way that my heart beat accelerate. His gaze going straight to Styles. It was hard to believe but I was happy and scared when I saw him. Happy because he was doing okay. Scared because I know that look. The look that says run with all your might.

Damien clenched his fists as Styles stood up from his sit mirroring Damien's actions. Styles's cold expression was back as  his knuckles whiten and his sharp jaw clench in malice.

Is there something I don't know?

" I will be right back !" He informed me his eyes locked to Damien's icy ones.

" What ! why?" I said quivering from fright his eyes softened for a brief seconds before it went cold again.

Damien turned on his heels storming of as Styles followed him leaving me dumfounded.

" Wait ! " I yelled but that didn't stop him. He ignored me stroming out.

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