Finn

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Heather's POV.

   "Who the hell are you?" I say while getting back on my own two feet and immediately moving away from him.

I finally am able to get a good look at this guy and he looks like a blonde Cody, but cuter, taller, and has a little bit more muscle. (Okay, a lot more muscle.)

Did I mention he's a lot cuter too?

  "I'm Finn, Chris invited me to join as a guest star on the show. I'll be here for a while so get used to me being around." He gives me a wink while taking a step closer to me.

"Why did he invite you here?"

He looks me up and down before letting out a confused breath.

"I'm one of the top models in Europe, which caused Chris to basically beg me to come here and act as a 'distraction' for you ladies." His voice was now full of confidence as he runs one of his hands through his hair.

"More specifically from Greece." He adds before saying the next part.

"I'm also shocked, and a little hurt, that you don't remember me at all." He says, now having his ocean eyes staring into my grey ones.

Wait, what? This has to be some sort of sick joke Chris is pulling.

My head starts to throb trying to come up with memories of the man right in front of me, but I unfortunately could find nothing.

Oh god, I really hope it wasn't a one night stand type thing.

Anyways, another thing that I was also confused about is why the hell he is here.

Now thinking about it, he has never really pulled something like this before.

Yeah Blaineley was there for like two episodes, but she was never sent as a distraction.

I start to rub my temples in annoyance and confusion, and all 'Finn' does is stand there with a questioning look plastered on his face.

  "Okay so lets just take a step back for just a second. I-I... There is no way we know each other. I would totally remember who you were." I spat in his direction.

"Also, you better not be joking or else I will literally punch you in the face." My knuckles were now turning white from how hard I've been clenching my hands.

He lets out a small laugh and takes a step closer, to the point where he did not allow me to look anywhere else but him.

"No this is not some sick joke that Chris set up, trust me I would never do that to you." My heart starts beating faster as the words keep coming out of his mouth.

"I would love to tell you everything that we have been through, but you will need to figure that out by yourself, my dear."

His hand slowly comes up and rests perfectly on my cheek, which causes my face to become warm once again.

"You are just as beautiful as the day I left you." he barely whispers that only I could hear.

His hand was warm and had a comforting presence that felt so familiar, and I know it didn't come from my partner.

His comment caused my heart to do somersaults, and I couldn't calm it down.

I look up into his ocean blue eyes, and I could see what was love and sadness in them.

"Ahem..."

My eyes trail off from the man in front of me to my partner who made that sound.

Alejandro was leaning against the door, his arms were crossed and a shadow seemed to engulf his whole body.

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