She thought she had a perfect life. She was happy and carefree. She felt she couldn't ask for anything more... Till He came into her world. Or rather, she was sucked into his. And there was hate at first sight. He told her that life begins at midnight. She didn't believe him. They hated each other, and yet...

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.