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With that threat hanging over my head, Dylan drove us to the nearest mall and parked his car quite a distance away.

He quickly pulled out a dark bag from the back seat and before I could ask what it was, he had his disguise on.

"Does that really fool them?" I asked as we walked towards the entrance.

He arched a brow, his mirrored Raybans staring back at me. A baseball cap hit most of his hair and an Italian leather jacket hung on his frame. "This?" He asked.

I nodded.

"Yeah. Most of the time," he replied.

"But it just screams out wealth."

"This is LA, Hunt. More than half of the population are wealthy. Besides this is the elite zone," he laughed.

I rolled an eye but just stopped short when we walked into the mall.

He was right.

Everyone in here was either dressed as expensively as him or were wearing the latest fashion.

Even the outlets had clothes ranging that didn't go below $250, and there were stores like Chanel, Gucci or even Quincey's.

"Follow me," Dylan said as he tugged me towards a group of shops.

* * *

"May we see this one," Dylan paused, "that one and these."

He'd selected four phones and they were all of formidable and well renowned brands.

"What are you doing?" I said as the salesgirl proceeded to remove the phones from the glass display.

"Getting you a replacement phone," he answered.

"Yeah. I know but I need only one and it just needs to be a copy of my old one."

"We already discussed this Hunt. I'm getting you a phone of this generation and you're not going to say anything."

"No, we didn't discuss it. You were the one-" I'm cut off as Dylan leans in and stops his face mere inches from mine.

"And do you remember what I said about what would happen if you don't go along with my... generosity?" He asked, maintaining his invasion of my personal space.

I shook my head, my face heating up. Something about his nearness caused my heart racing like it was in a marathon.

He smirked, cocking a brow. "Do you want a reminder?" He leaned in even more, his warm breath fanning over my face.

I simply stared at him, finally figuring out the answer to the question that had been bothering me since I knew him. The reason why everyone adored him despite his jerkish behavior was his genuineness and the way he made you feel like you mattered.

He leaned in a inch. "Is that a yes?"

Wake up, Alex!

I pulled myself back. "No. No, it's not!"

He looked disappointed, but covered it up with a smile. "Then you'll let me buy you any phone I need?"

I nodded hastily, before discreetly taking two steps away from him. I needed some space between us.

Maybe I was having an allergic reaction to him? Or was it still the pity talking? Pity. It's pity. You're not developing an idiotic thing such as a crush!

"Alex?" Dylan tapped my shoulder. "Were you listening?"

I hadn't been listening. "Sorry what?"

He chuckled lightly. "I said they're having a showing of The Haunting right now. Do you want to go check it out?"

I nodded indifferently. "Sure. Why not?"

When we got to the cinemas we fought over who was paying for everything. I guess our little spats weren't going to be stopping anytime soon.

In the end we decided that we'd both pay for our own tickets. I opted for a small popcorn and a soda whilst Dylan pulled out a hundred and picked two fruit juice, a large bucket of popcorn, two ice creams, a large serving of a variety of lollies and a large bag of chips.

"Who are you feeding, the whole cinema?" I asked as he juggled with his purchases. "Here let me help you," I offered as I grabbed the popcorn and ice cream.

He smiled widely as he looked down at me. "Just for the two of us, Hunt."

"What? No! We said that we'd pay for ourselves," I said.

"We talked about the tickets not snacks," he smirked cockily. "Don't cause a scene please. I'm being a gentleman here. My mom taught me not to let a lady pay but since you're you might as well feed you probably."

"We just ate, Dylan. I don't think I can stomach all of this."

"A growing boy will finish all of this. Don't worry."

"In case, you got this all messed up in your head, Gregory. This is just a friend movie. Not a date," I said as I sipped from my soda.

"Don't worry," he smiled. "I know it isn't. Oh, they're calling for us."

* * *

The man stalked the woman. Half of his face was melting from the hydrochloric acid she'd thrown at him.

An angry snarl exploded from his lips as he wiped his bloody hand on his stained white shirt.
The woman lay hidden in the corner of the darkened room, frozen with fear and perspiring with every sense of hope that diminished as he neared.

She held back the muffled sound of her tears as they rolled down her face. Her dress was ripped off her body, hanging pitifully on her small frame.

"Sally!" The man's gruel voice joined with a mangled, starved laughter. "Come here, Sally. I just want to have a little fun."

The woman silently cursed him.

"Sally," she could hear him enter the room she was occupying. "Sally. Sally."

She crunched inwardly, hoping she'd disappear from this nightmare.

I curled up in my seat, frightened for the woman on the screen.

Even though I knew she was just acting and not in any danger at all I couldn't help but squeeze whatever I was holding hard.

A warm heavenly scent hit my neck. "Shh! It's okay, Alex. You're safe." Dylan wrapped an arm securely around my shoulders. "I'm here for you."

I settled into his embrace, slightly embarrassed that a movie scared me that much.

The whole movie continued on with Dylan's arms around me and him whispering calming words whenever I freaked out slightly.

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