The heart inside

Magnus PoV

"Don't you just love him? Oh my God Mags look at him! He's so perfect!" I rolled my eyes when Janice Davis used the nickname I asked her to stop using over a thousand times. Really, that airhead was completely hopeless.

"You won't change my mind woman, I still hate his guts." I said in a bored tone while I continued working in my article.

"I really don't get you. You usually have amazing taste in men, but you still hate our beautiful angel boy." I groaned pinching the bridge of my nose, hearing about this guy gave me a headache. It was worse than when the whole Justin Bieber fever was at full rate. At least that guy had his fair amount of haters, but this so called angel-boy was even called the next Robert Downey Jr. or Tom Hiddleston, everybody loved him and worshiped the land beneath his feet.

All but me.

"He's a prat, a fake douche…and probably has a brilliant agent to manage all the crazy love from his fans into this fake sense of fame. Trust me, he will fail in the next movie, you will see." I turned around to look at the TV and the object of my dislike.

Alec Lightwood.

Gah! What was wrong with the world that thought that second hand actors were a thing now? Apparently all you needed were a pair of –fucking heavenly- baby blues and a pretty face to make it in this business.

What was wrong with the world?

"Well, I hope you get over your dislike for him Magnus" I looked to see my friend Ragnor Fell making his way towards me with a nice smile on his face. The green haired crazy person looked truly happy to see me, which told me that I wouldn't like this one bit.

"Why?" I asked slowly.

"We will be making an article about him and you are the chosen one to go to the set of his new project and spend two weeks with him." Ah fuck it. I was so done, I would have to quit this place and try to find another job.

"No." I told him simply before turning back to my computer and typing like he hadn't told me the stupidest idea ever.

"Yes, it has to be you."

"I said no."

"You are not his fan, that's exactly why we thought you are the best option. If I send anybody else there with him, we might be more embarrassed about having fangirls swooning around him than having a decent article. Who knows, I might even get the big boss to give you permission to have free choice for your next article." I groaned fisting my hands.

"That it's hardly fair."

"Life rarely is. And he says he's not asking." And the bastard left after saying that.

What the actual fuck!

"I HATE YOU! This is so unfair! I should be the one going! Oh God! You have to send me a picture every day, no, every hour! Oh God! You are so lucky!" Janice continued with her rant while I closed my eyes letting out a tired breath. How was this my life? I passed a hand through my face feeling tired.

I had to do this.

Never mind that the boss had said it. I actually loved my job and that was pretty hard for me to do. I had Ragnor right in the next room, it was a walking distance from Catarina's hospital and it paid really well. And that was without saying that I was gaining enough confidence from the top editors that they gave me some liberties to write…I was on my way of getting my own section and I was not about to ruin it only because, for the first time ever, I was about to write about a guy I hated and thought that had nothing to give to the world.

Oh well.

I was pretty sure that some other looser had to write about Nikky Minage and Justin Bieber in their days.

"Let's fucking do this Bane." I told myself before turning to Janice. "Okay, we both know that I zoom out every time you start ranting about this guy, but now you have my full attention. What do you know about him?" Because why doing research if you had a walking encyclopedia about Alec Lightwood right in the room.

"Oh well…" She actually paused to think. "His name it's Alexander Lightwood, there are talks about a relation with supermodel Isabelle Lightwood and sexy quarterback Jace Lightwood but none of them have actually confirmed it…The Guardian was his first movie, he came out of nowhere. And that's about it." My mouth dropped.

"You talk about this guy 24/7. How can this be the only thing you know about him?"

"Even if he's a goof in the interviews, and he's adorably polite and all. He's also really good at dogging questions. And he doesn't give many interviews. The movie didn't need much propaganda because it's big enough, so he just went to the comic con panel and some small interviews…now that I think about it, it's really luck that we actually got a full article on him. Maybe that was what they were aiming for instead of just advertising."

"Doing that only means that he's hiding something. This might get interesting." I thought out loud before going to my own computer and start digging into everything that was about Alexander Lightwood.

Which was a little over nada.

How could the next big thing have so little publicity? I bit my lip while I drummed my fingers in the desk. Janice was right, this guy was scary good at dogging personal questions. He wasn't the first actor to do it, but normally they needed a little more time in the media to actually know how to do it right. The paparazzi had no better luck, they barely had a bunch of pictures from him in New York, enough to believe that he lived here but not fully sure of it either. This guy knew how to merge in the background. The big question was how…he was The big thing now, he was good looking and had an obnoxious attitude in all of his interviews. Always laughing and playing, the asshole loved to be the center of attention, it was hard for people to miss such a guy…and yes, it pained me to even think that.

I also remembered what Janice had said about Isabelle and Jace Lightwood. Those two were actual stars in the media. Isabelle was the bitch queen in the last Victoria Secret runway, she was beautiful and smart. Not just a shell head like most of the models. And this Jace guy was a sport star with enough good looks to earn him some photo shoots and swooning fans…not that I was one of those, he looked good but he was not my type.

Anyway!

Lightwood was not a common name, so it was easy to think of a connection. The thing was that even if Isabelle looked a lot like Alec, all porcelain skin, high stature, black hair and pretty features, the only difference being that she had dark chocolate eyes instead of his baby blues. Jace looked totally different to them…a cousin maybe? It was hard to know, because those two were just as secretive as the boy wonder, the media had obsessed about those two enough through the years to know that they knew very well how to keep things private, and if Alec was really part of their family, then that explained how he was trained to be the master of non-answers.

I felt a smile starting to form around my lips; one thing I was sure about myself it was that I loved to know things. I loved the power it gave oneself to know something that other people didn't want the others to know about them. Personally, I was also afraid of giving up my secrets, that's why I kept myself in the back curtain, observing and learning; but being enough behind the magic for people to care about me.

If these Lightwoods wanted to keep their lives private, they should've stayed unnoticed. Now that I was interested in doing this, there was no way to keep my nose from their business. I was a reporter, and that was what I had grown to be.

And if I found some nice shit on the wonder boy, well, then kudos for me!

Isabelle PoV

I twisted my lips seeing Alexander Lightwood on TV. He was gesturing out loud and laughing like he was the best thing that had happened in the world…he was even fucking flirting with the reporter!

"I hate that guy so, so much." I heard myself growl feeling like these were the longest five minutes of my life. Why was I even looking at this? Because I was a masochist, that was why. "I really need to go there, and kick his ass."

"Let him be Izzy, we both know he's a fake. Why do you let him bother you so much?" I heard my boyfriend say before I felt his arms snake around my waist.

"Because he shouldn't even exist, that's why…Simon, I just can't stand seeing him there like he was something more than a lie!" I turned off the offending show. "I hope he disappears soon, and be just a sad memory for all of us."

"It's really creepy when you say that about your brother…"

"He's not my brother." I looked back at him. "He is nothing to me, he's a lie and he should be gone from our lives!" Simon sighed and rolled his eyes before embracing me…I wanted to punch him for being condescending with me, but I let him be. All I wanted was to take Alexander Lightwood, the boy wonder, out of my head forever.

Jace PoV

"Jace! How do you feel about reaching the playoffs this season?" I looked and the reporter and gave him one of my best smiles.

"Exited. I'm confident on the team. We have a solid offensive line and even if we still need some work to do, I am sure we can go even further this season." I told him feeling proud of the team we had assembled over the past seasons, this was our year. I wanted that ring with all my life.

"People, one more question and then we're over." The presenter said and I let a small breath of relief. No one had asked anything about…

"Jace, is it truth that the new Hollywood superstar Alexander Lightwood and you are family?" Of course they had to put one of those in a press conference. Did they never learn?

"I'm sorry, I thought that this was a sports interview, if I wanted to answer about gossip I would go to E! or something." I said to the mic. "Good night everyone!" I waved before taking my leave hating that they had to bring that same question every time. What made them think that I was going to start answering anytime soon?

I took out my phone and type and quick text.

You keep popping in my interviews, it's annoying.

I smiled in spite of myself. Alexander Lightwood, the golden boy. What a joke.

Magnus PoV

"I am totally jealous of you!" I banged my head against the table as I heard Catarina speak. This could not be happening.

"Of all people, I trusted that you would be the sensitive one!" I raised my head to glare at her. "How can a respectable doctor such as yourself be a fan of a looser like him?" She gave me a condescending smile that made me glare harder in her direction. She was beautiful in her blue dress that gave a nice tone to her dark skin and kind blue eyes. She was a beauty, but she was also evil to the core because she was making fun of him in his moment of pain.

"He is handsome." Tessa Gray pointed out while looking at them from her book. "And even if we don't know how good of an actor he truly is, we have a lot of those guys that are more fan service than true academy prospects."

"You are both evil…" I narrowed my eyes. "The good thing, it's that I will get some paid vacations to Los Angeles, and that I am convinced that Alexander Lightwood has a lot to hide. And I will find out every little dirty secret he might have and show it to the world to let them know that their golden boy it's nothing more than a fake." I let out and evil laugh while the two women looked at me disapprovingly.

This was going to be fun.

Notes.-

I am back! Thanks to the Bane Chronicles hahaha God I loved that thing to pieces!

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