Hidden identity // H.S

His green orbs drew me in and now i am stuck. Stuck between his Angels and his Demons. Stuck within his hidden identity... No matter how confident someone might seem they're always fighting an inner demon.

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2. Chapter 2

a/n: opinions on the cover?? xoxox

 

 

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"You shall address me as Mr.Styles"

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There was an awkward silence between us as we sat in his black range rover. He furrowed his eyebrows and occasionally he swiped his fingers over his bottom lip as he concentrated on the foggy road. The windscreen wipers wiped furiously as the downpour of rain grew heavier. My eyes scanned across him when i noticed the small blank ink that marked his left hand.They were small but could held lots of meaning.

"We're here" he stated pulling me from my thoughts.

I looked forward as the silhouette of a large house grew closer. He has a mansion? My eyes widened when we stopped at the tall silver gates. He pressed a button which was then followed by a polite quiet voice. 

"It's Styles" he said monotonously.

A buzz signaled that the gate was opening. They pushed forward allowing access to the modern white mansion that was glorious even in the horrid weather. 'Styles' well, that's what he called himself, parked up and turned of the ignition. 

"Your name?" he asked looking forward out of the windscreen.

"Er, Felicity, Felicity Smith" i stuttered.

He nodded slightly. "You shall address me a Mr.Styles."

With that he grabbed the umbrella from the backseat and opened his door stepping out. He closed it and walked around the car. I began to open the passenger door when he grabbed it instead, pulling it towards him. I returned his gesture with a small smile but his face just remained serious as he waited for me to get out. I slid off the seat and stood next to him under the shelter the large umbrella gave. He closed the door and turned on his heels and headed towards the large double doors. I looked up in shock at the large scale of the house . Turning the door knobs to each door, he pushed the doors forward allowing me to go in first and him follow.

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