"Not love, hopeless-romantics!"

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*peeking to see if my readers are not carrying a knife to kill me*

*Shit you found me*

*I run away but you catch me before that*

*My throat was slit open*

*Crime- veryyyyyy late update*

*Readers laughing maliciously*

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Eva's p.o.v.

I don't know what has happened to the man who is dragging me, but I am sure whatever it is - it is quite dangerous. Ace is currently dragging me by my forearm, onto the dance floor. Many couples were still dancing and kissing, showing their love publicly while here my so called-husband-for-one-year was busy showing his hatred. 

"Ace, leave my damn hand." I growled twisting my  wrist so as to free it. 

"Oh really. why should I do that? Is it so that you could runaway with another man, throwing dirt on my reputation and name? Or so that you could again go and make a masterpiece by throwing all my belongings across the room?" He asked mockingly.

"Oh shush. Firstly, I wasn't running with Darcy, secondly, yes. Yes what I did with your clothes is a perfect masterpiece. But you started it for god's sake?" I said angrily.

"Oh I did? What exactly did I do Mrs. Parker?" He again asking mockingly.

"You did the same thing! You threw my clothes all over the over!" I said outrageously. 

"And don't you dare call me that again." I added.

How can anyone lie so much?

I guess he learnt it from 'pretty little liars' .

Jerk.

"What? Why- Wait. I get it. You have lost it. Completely." He said more to himself than me making me gape at him. 

"Oh! So now you are the one who uses my clothes as a frisbee yet I am the one who has completely lost it?" I said sarcastically. 

"I didn't throw your fucking clothes-" I cut him off.

"Don't say my clothes as 'fucking' for fuck sake-" I was cut off by him as he pulled me into his chest and took my one hand in his while his other hand draped around my waist. 

"What the fuck -" I was again cut off by Mr. Apathetic as he shushed me by keeping his finger on my lips. Hot.

Fuck.

"Dance." He whispered into my ear by bending himself.

Dance? You have got to be fricking kidding me. 

He held me and started dancing with the slow song. Just as we moved around a little, the music changed to a fast paced one as 'Levitating' by Dua Lipa started playing. We looked at each other, still holding each other as if we were slow ball dancing, and then started laughing hard with each other. 

"Damn, they have a very bad timing." I said still chuckling and Ace nodded at me laughing hard.

"No way in hell, we can dance on this song." I said shrugging.

"Are you challenging me?" Ace asked raising his eyebrows.

"Maybe." I said playing along.

"Fine. You asked for it." He said and in a swift grabbed me making me twirl around. 

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