Later that week I was walking in one of New York's parks. All the smell that were almost fully covered by the smell of wet grass and the tress. It was cloudy out so I didn't have on my sunglasses or scarf. Just a jacket that was not heavy. It was a peaceful day. Then a big gust of wind came and knocked me out of my peaceful thought. My hair went on front of my face and I stopped walking. Along with the trees I could smell... Cigarette smoke.

I looked around but didn't see him anywhere. My eyes went past a bunch of kids that were surrounding a tree, looking up. Then I thought about it, and followed their gaze. There he was trying to get a cat out of the tree. When he got the poor guy, he jumped down and all the kids cheered. I should have left, but I couldn't. I was frozen in my tracks.

When he looked up from the kids, again, he caught my eyes without meaning to. Then that put my body in shock. I turned around and started to walk. I wanted to run, but my body wouldn't collaborate with my brain. Not when he saw me.

God, why didn't I just leave when he was in the tree? I didn't even listed to him. I just walked thinking of where to go. I ran here from the house, I was supposed to just take a nice walk in the park. But it turned into Death Valley. His scent was strong, I couldn't just let him try to get me every time I saw him. I need to end this right now. I stopped in my tracks and turned around.

"Will you stop following me?" I asked harshly and rudely. He looked at me hard.

"No."

"Why?"

"I want to talk to you."

"Why,"

"I'll tell you if you will take to me for longer than three seconds." I just stopped, I couldn't get through to him.

"Fine." I sighed and turned around, walking a little slower than before.

"Wait, where are you going?" He said and I just kept my pace.

"We're going to talk." I heard him sigh and start to follow me.

"Where?"

"You have until the end of the park. So talk." I started to walk a bit faster. He had to jog to catch up.

"Can you walk slower?" He panted, and I just kept walking.

"No."

"Okay," He paused, "I'm Andy Biersack." He said and I just listened. He didn't continue.

"Victoria Rosewell."

"Excuse me?" I just sighed, rolled my eyes, and slowed my pace a little, falling into step with him.

"My name is Victoria. That's what you were waiting for, right? My name?"

"Hum, yeah." He said and I stopped and looked at him. He was looking away and there was a slight pink in his cheeks. If it was a blush or from the coldness, I didn't know. I sighed again and returned my gaze to the sidewalk in front of me.

"So, um, about the other day." He said and stopped again.

"What about it?" I asked and I could hear his breath get caught in his throat. I quickly went through both times we've met.

"Well, what happened to make you fall like that?" He asked and I thought of a quick excuse.

"I didn't eat for a great period of time and I wasn't feeling the best in the world." I said and it wasn't a total lie. He thought about it and threw that question into the back of his memory chamber. Just then, I had a vision. It was quite a useless one. I saw that it was going to snow. When I got back to the present, I felt the expressionless expression on my face and that I had stopped. I quickly composed myself and started to walk again.

"What just happened?" He, Andy, asked.

"Nothing, I just spaced out."

"No you didn't, I could see it in your eyes. You where looking at, at nothing.:

"That's what happens when someone spaces out." I pointed out and I knew he didn't buy it.

"No, that's not what just happened. Tell me." Now he was making me mad. I looked at him in his deep, sea-like, beautiful, endless eyes and glared at him. Now I can control myself, which was surprising. With his scent and me being mat its just so, weird that I can.

"Mind your own business." I said in a low growl.

"I need to know." He said and in his voice I could hear desire, and I wanted that desire. That I thought about it. My vision wasn't of him and I being friends, it was of us being... I gasped. I then realized that the sun was coming out, so I quickly retrieved them from my jacket pocket and put them on my face. I tried to walk away.

"Wait." He grabbed my hand, which was not covered. I, as gently as I could, pulled away.

"No," He said and reached out to gently grab my shoulder, but jerked me around too fast and my sunglasses flew off. I looked up at him in shock and he did the same. I could feel his has on my shoulder lighted up. I knew what was going to happen. He would run away and I would have to catch him or leave town.

But just the opposite happened. He slowly moved his hand up to my face. He lightly moved his thumb over my lashes and stopped at the edge of my eye. I* knew I should've ran, I shouldn't be here right now, just letting him touch me. But I did. I just stayed there letting his warm hand lay on my face.

"Beautiful." Was all he said. Beautiful? I wasn't that, I was terrifying. I'm not human. I forcefully looked away from his eyes.

"No, don't... don't look at me." I said disgusted with myself for letting it go this far.

"Was this what you wanted to hide?" He inquired.

"Of course, look at me. I'm a monster." I said, talking a step backward, feeling his warm hand slip from my cheek.

"What are you? Your to... Beautiful to he a human." Was he seriously still in shock about this? Is he in his own world or something? "You cant be human." Way to finally figure it out. I took another stem back.

"Please don't leave me." He said, taking two steps towards me.

"Why do you want to be with me so much?" I asked. No human in their right mind would want to even be by me.

"I don't know. I'm just..." He was still looking into my eyes. "Tangled by you." Then he shook his head al little, eyes not leaving mine. "No, I'm much more than that. I'm in love with you." He said and that just shocked me. Shocked me so much that I was scared.

"You don't even know what I am."

"It doesn't matter. What's on the inside is what I see." He said, raising his hand again and resting it on my neck.

"Or what isn't."

"What do you mean?" He asked and I actually thought about answering him.

"Nothing." I lied.

"No," He said and he sounded angry, "No, your not going to do this to me." He said and I couldn't believe he was saying this.

"Please for once answer me with a real answer." He said in a pleading voice.

"I'm not like you." Was all I said and he just stood there.

"What do you mean?" He asked me again.

"I'll only tell you if you figure it out yourself." I said. I only said that because I knew he would never be able to find out. I'm not even supposed to exist.

"Fine, and when I do you have to promise me that you will go on a date with me. A real date."

"Why would I want to do that?" I asked in a shocked tone.

"I have already told you, because I love you.: The he turned around and walked off.

Love, what does he know about love? To humans, feelings come and go. He'll forget about me when a girl with long legs and a short skirt on and red lipstick, walks by him. He's going to forget about me in a day at the most.

Notes

Hey guys. Sorry that this isn't an update, but I really had to tell you this. Don't expect a lot of updates, I just started school yesterday and already have a bunch of homework. I also have dance (Which I HATE) everyday except Sunday. Apparently I'm some great dancer that can pick up any type of dance just like that, *Snaps fingers for effect* I'm trying to balance homework, dance, and my writing for my stories. Sorry, but I'm gonna need time. Thanks for understanding, if you do, and I will keep trying to update a little more.
~Maddles