POV: You fall in love with Jace Norman ;)

Break In.

AUTHORS NOTE: hiii guysssssss! i am so sorry its been so long since I've updated! i would also like to say tysm for 170 views! this is my first story and its been about 1 month since ive started it and when i read back i already cringe, like i made it as a child. but its great to see you guys enjoying and supporting it and dming me! thank u so much, now on with the chapter...

A lot has changed in the last 2 hours since you asked Jace the "Big Question"

I guess I should keep you updated, on what happened before, in MY point of view.

"What are we?"  I said to Jace.

You felt the silence filling up the room, that was your answer. You were his nobody, a fan, another girl under the Norman spell. He kept looking behind you, not keeping eye contact. Was he really that embarrassed to even look at me? He looked at you and mouthed, "Get down, be quiet."

You automatically knew what was going down, but you couldn't understand how. All of those security guards, yet one short and skinny, but psychotic fan, could get past all of them? 

You got off your chair and crawled under the table, Jace couldn't. From my point of view, it seems as though she already saw him and were making eye contact at this moment, so she would automatically see him going under the table, burst in, and kill both of us.

After around 30 seconds, which felt like 3 hours, under the table, Jace quickly grabbed my arm and absolutely DRAGGED me from under the table.

He carried you upstairs and, get this, like an absolute IDIOT, Jace ran into the closet.

Yep, the closet. The first place she would've guessed we were.

"Jace! Are you this stupid?" You angrily whispered.

"And what did I do this time, Y/N," He rolled his eyes. "You know I have risked everything for you, my safe house, my career, and even my own life, but I don't even know why. I mean you're this random girl, who claims you aren't a fan and "don't get the hype", I mean I don't even know you, at all, and you have the GUTS to not appreciate everything I have risked for you?"

At this point, your heart dropped, you felt guilty, a pain in your throat. Until that all went away when he said, "But at the same time. I'm attracted to everything about you, and I simply cant get enough. I want you, Y/N"

"Okay, that's great and all, but she is going to look in the closet first thing".

You both laughed and sat there. You didn't hear any more noises, door opening, bangs, a gun reloading, or a gun shooting.

"And I wanted to answer your question, but I don't know what we are. I want to date you, of course, but that would put you in too much da-" Jace got cut off by me, saying,

"Danger, right? I can handle "danger" Jace, I am not a child." You scoffed.

"The second reason is-"

I cut him off again.

"The second reason? Wow there are 2 reasons we can't be-"

I got cut off by someone walking up the stairs. Two people, actually.

We heard boots and heels clicking and clacking on the cranky wood staircase. Jace shoved you behind him. It kind of hurt because of my boot, but given the circumstances I didn't really even feel it.

I was shoved enough behind him that if you came in this small, squished, and fearful closet, you wouldn't be able to see me, only Jace.

You heard the walking come closer and closer. Until the two people walked up to the closet door.

You saw the big, black and blue boots, and red, short and stubby heels. But the thing is, you recognized those boots. From a very unimportant detail. Remember when that big, tall, kinda scary looking man brought me my crutches? He was wearing the unique shoes I've never seen. Which means one of the other security guards HAS to know what his real name is, which means we could check under a license plate, track down him, then track down the obsessed fan. 

The closet door opened, they could 100% see Jace right away, since he was just in front of the door, not hidden.

The big, bulky man took him. He took Jace away from you. They asked him, "Where's the girl?"

"I'm not tel-"

He got punched by the man. A little cut was made on his left cheek and a little bit of blood dripped down.

"She's in the bathroom, tough guy."

The man entered the bathroom, and then Jace slammed the door shut behind him, and locked the bathroom door from the outside.

The obsessed fan came running up to him with a vase in her hand she got from the night stand. That's when I burst out the closet and punched her from behind. After she fell down, I repeatedly punched her, while Jace watched. My psychotic-ness was being released, this total darkness.

I said in between punches, "STOP. MESSING. WITH ME."

While saying that, I had to take a few stops to cry. But I had her locked down with my legs on ether side of her.

The thought that chilled me the most was losing Jace, when that man came into the closet, which I later found out his name is "Blue Ice" but his real name is "Cole Johnson"

When I finished attacking her, I stumbled to stand up, her blood all over my fists and a little on my shirt. Don't worry, I didn't kill her.... yet ;)

I fell into Jace's arms and turned around and started sobbing onto his chest. I was officially broken.

After sobbing while he hugged me for a great 3 minutes. We decided to grab rope and duct tape to tie them up, and make them talk, their real names, why they did this, and yada yada.

Basically, to sum this part of my life up. Blue Ice convinced the other security guards to let his girlfriend help guard, his "girlfriend"  was actually the obsessed fan. Blue Ice has been undercover for 5 whole years for Jace just for the obsessed fan, named Mariana Johnson. Turns out they were siblings.

After we confronted them they got arrested, and this is where things take a turn.