The President's Daughter (Original) ✔️

21. Sweet Creature

A/N: About to travel, so here's an early chapter.

Harry Styles- Sweet Creature ♥️

A/N: Play the song ^ when I tell you. I know not all of you will do it but let me know if you do.

Damien's picture ^

Damien's POV

3 days ago

I stand there helplessly as Hope walks away from me, leaving me to stand alone in front of the girl's bathroom. A small blonde makes her way to the bathroom, staring at me for way too long.

I raise an eyebrow. "See something you like?"

She blushes and smiles at me, but quickly enter inside.

My feet moves before my mind does, and my stalker duty continues. I follow Hope down two floors, up a floor, and then down a floor again. Seriously what do girls actually do when they go to a mall?

I watch her enter a pizza shop with her friends. My first distracted thought was, I'm glad she's eating more than leaves. My second distracted thought was, Move, idiot! as I realize one of her friends had turned away from them and is walking the opposite direction.

I stifle a laugh as my mind creates the perfect plan in a split second. She enters Nathan's across the pizza place and I follow closely behind.

"Hey," I say, when we enter inside and she walks up to the line. She turns to me and raises her eyebrows in surprise.

She stares me down before lifting her chin up. "Damien," She says with the most judgement a person can muster in a name. "I had a feeling you was stalking us."

Was I that obvious? "I... look can you do me a favor?"

She narrows her eyes. "Depends."

"Can I have your number?"

"What?" She looks at me in disgust.

"Not like that," I say impatiently. "I just need to ask you for a favor but I'll text it to you. I don't want Hope to know about this."

She looks out the shop and back at me. "I'm not sure if I should do that."

"Please?" I beg. I'm pathetic, I know.

She tilts her head and studies me. "Now that you said that... no."

"I love her," I blurt our.

She blinks in surprise. She hesitates, looking out the window before looking back at me, and nods. "Fine. But this better be good," She tells me the number as I dial it on the phone.

"And your name is?" I prompt. She raises an eyebrow but tells me anyway. Yalimar, I type on my phone.

I flash her a grin. "Thanks. And Hope can't know about this." I quickly head out the door but freeze when Hope comes out of the pizza shop at the exact time. She narrows her eyes at me. I turn quickly and head to the nearest escape route, the escalator.

Hope's POV

3 days later

"Then where do you want to meet?"

"Damien, I can't," I plead with him, hoping he'd let this go.

"Tell me one good reason."

Because I love you. Because you say all the right things and I'll fall for it like I fell for you and I can't get hurt again. Because you told me you love me as a last minute resort and you have no idea how much that hurts me. But I stay silent. I lay on my bed and close my eyes, listening to his light breathing on the phone.