Deceived Love

Chapter Twenty One**

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Amanda's P.O.V.

How did this happen ?

Why me?

I was finally reaching happiness with Harry, and now I had lost him. I tried calling him yesterday after he had left but nothing. Kate called me, and she came early in the morning because she wanted to know what had happened. I didn't want to tell her, but she was very insisting so I told her about the fight. She said Harry would eventually realize I was telling the truth, and he would come back and make it up to me.

I highly doubted it. I had told him that word. . . love.

I told him I loved him, and he walked away. I didn't expect him to say it back, but at least realize that I was being honest and let me explain and work a possible solution. It didn't work.

I was seated in my office, staring blankly at my computer. I had no room to think. My mind was full of Harry. I sighed, putting my head down and closing my eyes. I needed to know who the heck sent him that false text. Who the heck would want to hurt me, or us for that matter?

My phone vibrated. I was hoping it was Harry, but instead it was an unknown number.

Meet me in the cafeteria near your work at 1 pm. I've got answers (; - Unknown.

Who the heck could this be? I glanced at my watched 12:30 pm. Only half an hour. I quickly gathered my things and jogged out of the building, Sarah looking at me through the glass window. I had no time to lose.

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I parked my car in front of the café and quickly made my way over to the door. I went in, looking inside but I only saw a couple at a table. I took a seat in a small booth for two. My watch read 12:55 pm. This creepy man would come in any minute now. I tapped my foot impatiently, until I heard the door click. I turned my head to see a tall lean man making his way over to me.

I stared in shock. David?!

He smiled down at me, his handsome face held a smug expression. He took a seat in front of me.

"We meet again, don't we Amanda? Oh, and how your hair has changed. Weren't you a blonde before?" he accused, smiling wickedly at me. I cleared my throat.

"You sent me that text David? And I got another job done at the hair salon," I tried to sound natural.

"Bullshit Amanda and you know it. You are a fake, an imposter, you work as a spy and against Blake Scott," he whispered, his tone serious and eyes full of malice. I was in shock.

"I know you want to trap the boss, but I won't let that happen. I am in this too. You're in deep shit Amanda Frost," he stated, narrowing his once beautiful eyes at me, and his mouth turned into a wicked grin.

"Listen David, this has nothing to do with you. The problem is with Scott" I retorted, getting angrier by the second.

"Ah, no, no, you're wrong. And by the way, did you like that lovely little text I sent your stupid boyfriend?" he asked, his mouth reeking with pure hatred.

"How fucking could you!" I demanded, and got up from my seat, but he forced me down because of the stares we were receiving. I slumped down breathing hard and waiting for his answer.

"Honey, calm down, your pretty little face is too strained," he chuckled, reaching over and touching my right cheek. I swatted his filthy hand away.

"I'm going to tell Harry and he will believe me and we will be together!" I fumed, breathing hard and looked into his cruel eyes as he stared tauntingly at me.

"Babe, you won't tell him anything. Actually, you will. You are going to break up with him." He chuckled nastily getting closer to my face. "If you don't break up with him by tomorrow, his sorry as will be dead" he emphasized, narrowing his eyes at me and smirking as I stared at him with pure disgust.

"I fucking hate you, why are you doing this to us?!" I snarled, my mind spinning from his blackmail of killing Harry.

"Honey, I hate his ass. And plus, he had it coming. He's always getting in my way. And well also because I find you. . . quite hot," he purred, looking my body up and down from his seat. I flinched away with disgust.

He stood up with a stupid grin on his face. "Remember babe, and if it's not done by tomorrow night Styles will be dead and out of this world" he moved his hands in the air to emphasize it.

"And how will you know if I do it or not?" I said defiantly. He chuckled.

"I know where you live," he said, pointing at a piece of paper he had gotten from his pocket with my address on it. "I will be keeping an eye out on you," he winked, turning around, walking away. He stopped in his tracks.

"I will get what I want Amanda, including you." He whispered darkly, and made his way out.

I got up, and ran out and off to my home, tears stinging my eyes.

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Harry's P.O.V.

I was at home. It had been such a long day at work. All I kept thinking about was the fight I had with Amanda 2 days ago. I didn't know what the situation was between us. She had told me she loved me, but I was too oblivious and couldn't think clear. Had she meant it?

I was now calm, and maybe she could defend herself and convince me that she was telling the truth. My phone rang. I quickly picked up, maybe it was her.

"Styles?" a voice questioned. "I'm glad you picked up so quickly. Did you like my friendly text I sent you? Yeah, you're so, so stupid. You're girl is faithful, you should have known" someone from the other side said, laughed darkly, making my blood boil.

"Who the fuck is this?!" I yelled into the phone, only to hear another annoying chuckle.

"Your worst nightmare, Styles" he said and the line went dead. I looked down at the receiver and it said private.

I threw my phone across the floor, running my hand through my curls. Fuck. I was so stupid to not have believed Ami. She wouldn't cheat on me. I guess I got carried away. Too much.

I grabbed my car keys, and drove off, the sun already setting. I just hoped this could get fixed.

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A bit of drama for the next chapter, but don't hate me (;