Hired for Styles

"Uh what?" I said still rubbing my eye's.
"That on Harry fucking Styles twitter it says; me and @AliceTaylor are dating," She said.
"It's a long story. Tell ya tommorow?" I asked, very very tired.
"No! I want it know!" She demanded it.
"Uh fine. I'm fake dating him. Now go away." I said pulling the blanket's back on me.
"You fucking fake dating him! Since when?" Uh cant she shut up?
"Yezterday. No more quiestions for today," I pulled the blanket's over my head.

She kept on asking quiestions but I ignored them, so she got the sign I didnt want to talk to her, so she went back to the living room watching Pretty Little Liar's, or some crap like that.

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"So your say they just asked you, and know you have to do it for a year?" She said still in disbelief.
"You got it," I said still trying to see if i had a dress for this fashion show or whatever.
"You lucky jack ass! But I'm going out with my boyfriend," She yelled at me walking out.

Once She left the room I got a call from Carla.

Me: Hello
Carla: Hey, Lou, the boys stylist is coming over to your house or whatever in 15 minutes.
Me: why?
Carla: to drop off a dress and do you makeup and hair.
Me: okay
Carla : and then after that a limo with Harry in it will pick you up.
Me: Okay bye

I hanged up before she said bye. I guess this is the life of fake dating a celebrity. After think about it, I wonder how many fake girlfriends there has been for celebrity's. Mmm. Probaly Taylor Swift has been one to many.

I sat down on the couch watching American Horror Story until a knock on the door. I let lou in, we went to my room and started doing my makeup first. The makeup looked gorgeous and then after she was done with my hair. My brown hair was in wavy curls. After that she handed my a navy blue dress that went up to your mid thigh. I tried it on and lou said I looked gorgeous, I thanked her and she went back home.

I finished my episode of American Horror story and went downstairs of the apartment waiting for Harry and the limo.

The limo got here, and the inside was huge, obviously. The lino ride was a bit awkward with a few glances here and there. And hi's and all.

After 40 minute's of awkwardness we got to the fashion show. It was a Victoria Secret's one, and what made it more awkward Harry's ex's was singing at it, Taylor.

The people showed me and Harry's seats. We sat down in them and ten minutes later Harry asked me the weirdest quiestion.

"Do you think we should like kiss now?" He asked me.
"Wait what?" I said a little bit suprised.
"Let's kiss," He told me.

I said okay, and we did the worst and weirdest kiss ever. This Fashion show is awkward all around.

Awkward kiss, Awkward limo rides, and Awkward exes.

Notes

Did I really crappy update. Sorry