"...Those fans who say they like me today, will one day leave me. What they love is merely an image of me they've imagined. But I know I'm not like that,"
Hannah nodded, seemingly a little surprised. "You've indeed grown up, with a new understanding of yourself," she said.
Louis just smiled, eying Hannah's hand hanging by her side. He couldn't resist, carefully intertwining his fingers with hers.
The soft, cool delicacy of the touch travelled to his heart through his fingertips, carrying a heart-throbbing warmth. With cautious exploration in his eyes, the young lad spoke, "Hannah, I saw. You rejected Jackie Qualls. So, the other day you were lying to me, right?"
She didn't have a boyfriend and had never been interested in the so-called mature men.
Hannah didn't deny, simply saying: "I wasn't lying. It's true that I'm not with him."