I turned to the intruder and scowled,"It's not funny!"

"The bartender agrees.",he pouted before snickering again as I looked apologetically at the bartender.

"Are you stalking me?",I crossed my arms.

"Oh no! I was just passing by and I saw my car so I came to claim what's mine."

I opened my purse and fished out the keys to his Lamborghini.

"There. Take what's yours.",I gave him a fake smile and turned around to go to escape him but he caught my hand.

Seriously! He did that way too often.

"Wait up, disco ball!",He whined.

"Disc...seriously? I do not look like a disco ball!"

"You are silver, shiny and when you enter, you light up the room...disco ball.", he flashed me a smile.

"Okay, that was so not up to the Adrian level of pick up line.",I laughed genuinely for the first time today.

His clothes were basic, just a dark blue t-shirt, denims and sneakers but there was nothing basic about the way he looked. The V-neck t-shirt did a good job in showcasing his sinewy arms and his heavenly blue eyes. He was definitely drool-worthy.

I still tried to come up with a remark of my own but I was too tired of dealing with everything, I just couldn't find anything to say.

"Let's dance.",he said, hopping down from his bar stool, bringing me out of my unholy thoughts.

He left his car to me, upset. That was not more than a few hours ago and he knew how mad I was at him. Then why was he here, asking me to dance?

I shouldn't have, I knew I shouldn't have but I just didn't want to be alone, not today.

So, with much hesitation I nodded in agreement.

Adrian navigated through the dancing bodies, holding my hand tightly until we reached the middle of the dance floor and then we stood facing each other, music blaring in our ears.

I may have agreed to dance but I just realised this wasn't a ball dance with rehearsed steps. We were in a night club and here I was used to dancing like a drunk caveman because no one was usually watching me but now he was.

"Am I making you awkward?",he smiled as I continued to tiptoe at the same place, irrespective of the pace of the music.

"What? Pft. No!"

"How bad can this be? Not as bad as drunk dancing with psychopathic, murderous Blake, right?",he grinned.

"Ughh! Do not even go there!",I warned him, rolling my eyes.

"You can just imitate the other people around you. Oh ! Look at that guy move.",he pointed at some random guy in a baseball cap and went on to repeat his steps exactly as I just kept looking at him in surprise.

Who was this guy and what did he do to I-only-come-to-the-club-to-flirt-and-drink Adrian?

"Did you hit your head somewhere?"

"Seriously?",He asked with an amused smile.

"You never dance and you are too happy, what's wrong?",I narrowed my eyes skeptically.

"I think you hit your head somewhere. Things don't have to be wrong for you to be happy, they have to be right."

No wonder I wasn't happy...nothing was right.

"Your turn. Choose who you are imitating."

His patience was haunting. I don't think I had ever seen him this calm before.

I shook my head,"Adrian, this is stupid. I don..."

He suddenly grabbed my hand and twirled me around before pulling me back towards him.

"You don't want to talk about what's wrong, don't. But I'm not going to let you sulk, not on the day you finally got what you wanted.", he stated resolutely.

He was right though. I should not be sulking, I should be happy...at least I could try.

With new-found confidence, I stretched my arms out and then flipped them over. I put my hands on my shoulders and then at the back of my head, then at the waist and then behind.

As Adrian caught on to what I was doing, he smiled,"Are you doing..."

Before he could finish, I hopped like a kid, yelling,"Hey MACARENA!!"

Adrian started laughing as I repeated the steps once more before I began giggling as well.

It was just now that I noticed that most of the people in the club where not very good dancers, they were just here to have a good time. Slowly, I too lost myself to the music, moving with the beats as I started to actually enjoy this.

This outing to the club was due ever since he said he was taking me to the club but instead we ended up at the Hudson Estate.

It was a few songs later when, while dancing, my hands somehow found their way up to the back of Adrian's neck and I clasped them loosely. Meanwhile, Adrian's hands circled around my back. I could feel the rush of adrenaline as my heart began to race, my eyes fixed on Adrian who was well in sync with me.

I moved right, he moved right. He sped up, I did too. It was like we didn't need rehearsals to know each others moves.

I closed my eyes as his hand travelled down to my waist. He pulled me closer to him and I lightly pressed my forehead against his, staying there.

Time just suddenly stopped, at least I hoped it did. We were slow dancing to a fast song...well I didn't really hear the music anymore, all I heard was my fluttering heart.

In the past three days, this was the first time my mind was free from thoughts of what had, could and would happen. I had finally managed to escape the war going on inside me for a while.

There was just something about him. Despite everything he did, he was still the best thing that had ever happened to me.

I had decided to distance myself from him, today morning, reminding myself of all the things he had said and done and why I shouldn't be falling for him but now that I was standing in the middle of the dance floor with his arms around me, the smell of his familiar cologne engulfing me, I realised that I couldn't stop myself from falling for him. I wasn't just falling for him, I had already fallen in love with him and there was nothing I could do now.

My eyes flew wide open and I brought my hands down to his chest, trying to create some space between us.

I loved him!

The very idea of love terrified me. Everytime I loved someone, I lost them...to something or someone.

Love...the cursed word I had been running away from for three years, it was back to haunt me.

It was just now that I realised that Adrian's eyes were closed too and by pushing him away, I had robbed him of the serene and calm expression on his face and instead marred it with a frown. His was looking intently at me but he didn't utter a word. I think he came up with his own explanation for what I had just done.

"I need to go home. It's getting late and I need to sleep well for tomorrow. I'll see you then.",I said, trying to mask the sudden fear that had descended on me so profoundly.

"I'll drop you."

"No, I'll manage.", I smiled politely, trying to avoid eye contact.

Few days ago, his mom would have to persuade him to even take me anywhere and today, he had asked me the same question twice...things had changed. They had changed a lot.

Then I turned away from him and slowly pushed my way through the crowd, towards the exit.

Love was never my best friend. How many times was I going to repeat the same mistake over and over again?

My mother passed away, I was never as good as my siblings for my father, my boyfriend of five years cheated on me with my sister and was now going to become my brother-in-law.

These were all people I loved and what did I ever get in return except for pain and tears.

My feet became heavier and heavier as dreadful thoughts filled my head one after the other.

Adrian was a playboy. He got over girls in a week. I knew that, the whole world did. Whose fault was it to fall for him and how did I even expect him to love me back?

Holy Hell!

He had dated three girls right in front of me...what was I thinking when I fell in love with him?

I was stupid, utterly stupid!

I was just as stupid as the other girls who, even after knowing that Adrian was a playboy, had dated him and been dumped. I was just the same as Arabella, Rebecca and Elysa.

But then why was there a nagging feeling inside me, yelling that this was different? My relationship with Adrian had changed over the past December...from hatred to acquaintance to friendship to caring about each other and then sharing two incredible kisses and one not so incredible one.

The tabloids may say that he was heartless but I knew better. It was one of the reasons why I loved him.

He cared about me, I was sure he did. He even confirmed it on occasions but he never told me why he cared. We weren't friends, that was for sure but the way he apologized yesterday confirmed that he didn't have feeling for me either.

What the hell were we then?

My head started to throb as I came out of the noisy club and shut my eyes close tightly, trying to make everything just go away but it only made things worse.

Blake's face popped into my head and the whole episode from the day before replayed before me, followed by Adrian's apology from yesterday, my crying at the airport and then dad's indifference.

I tightly clutched onto my arms as I struggled to fight back tears. I was surprised there were any left but there were. I feared that the next time I cried, I wouldn't stop.

I remembered Adrian telling me that everyone needed someone and he wasn't wrong.

I couldn't go through this alone but I was going through so much. To even handle me would be a task. How could I be selfish enough to ask someone for such a favour?

"Where should I drop you?",a voice said from behind me and I desperately tried to compose myself.

I couldn't let Adrian see the tsunami of emotions wreaking havoc inside me.

"I'll take a cab.", I said softly.

Adrian walked up to me but I didn't look up at him. I felt that if I did, I wouldn't be able to hold myself together anymore.

"You can drive if you want.", he said, tossing the keys up in the air,"Where are you going?"

"Yorkville."

There was no way I could go back to the Hudson Estate today. People wouldn't be very happy to see me after I just broke Nate's biggest dream.

"Perfect. My place is on the way. You can drop me and take the car.", he handed me his keys.

Drop him?

Letting me drive his car was one thing but letting me drive when he was sitting in the car...

"You want me to take your car?", I widened my eyes in surprise.

"You are the CEO of Hudson Enterprises now, well you will be named so tomorrow. It is only right that you arrive at your office on your first day in style. I borrowed dad's Bugatti Veyron on my first day as CEO."

"You didn't have your Lamborghini back then?",I inquired, still looking at the keys in my hand.

"No. This car was the first thing I bought once I assumed office.",he smiled proudly.

"Thanks.", I said, staring at his t-shirt but not daring to meet his eyes.

We walked to his car and I sat on the driver's seat and he beside me.

It was quite unbelievable to be honest and really funny. I bet Bryan would get the shock of his life when he heard about this.

As I began driving, I felt slightly relieved. Doing another activity was keeping me engaged and preventing me from thinking.

Adrian was extremely quiet, it was almost like he wasn't even there...it kind of did help me drive more peacefully, at least till I entered Manhattan, crossing the Harlem river.

I was taking a left turn on the FDR drive when a car behind me caught my eye. It was a Porsche and I swear I had seen one just like it in Blake's driveway not three days ago.

I gripped the steering wheel firmly, my eyes glued to the rear view mirror as I took a sharp turn to the right.

"That's not the right way.",I heard Adrian say but I didn't respond.

Blake's car took a turn as well and was just two cars behind us.

The memory from day before replayed once again in my head. My mind had become a stuck tape recorder, playing the same song over and over again.

He tried to kill me, he'd do it again. Hell! Even Adrian was here, this was perfect. He'd get to kill the two people he despised the most in the same try. I accelerated the car and I think I drove the fastest that I had ever driven.

Between Adrian's constant demands to slow down, I did manage to lose Blake's car but then suddenly I felt a tug at the steering wheel in the opposite direction. My eyes flew back to the road where they were originally supposed to be and I just realised that I was headed right for the side walk where people were walking!

I slammed my foot on the brakes and the car swerved away from the sidewalk. The tyres squealed loudly as the car went in the exact opposite direction.

I screamed, shielding my face with my hands as the car crashed into a lamp post, coming to a stop...