Real

"What do you mean I don't get to choose?" I ask El trying to keep calm. My hands ball into fists involuntarily.

"Calm down Ari." She sighs out of frustration.

"I am calm." I say through gritted teeth. I've been trying to hold in my anger better lately. I get mad too easily. It's something I need to work on.

"No you're not." She rolls her eyes. "I know you don't like this, Ari. But trust me, it will be good for you, and your publicity."

El has been one of my only friends since I started professional acting. Yeah, she's my manager, but she's the only one who can be in the same room as me for longer than five minutes. But right now... I'm not very happy with her.

"I just don't understand why I need this." I say. 'Dont shout, don't shout' I tell myself. I'm not going to yell at El. Even if she did do something to piss me off.

"Just trust me Ari." She pleads.

"Why can't I at least pick the guy?"

"I already have everything worked out. And besides who would you choose? That player from last night?" She practically spits out the last part, obviously mad.

I bite my lip. "You know about that?"

She nods her head, but doesn't say anything.

"El, I swear. That was an accident, I was drunk and-"

She cut me off. "Exactly. You were drunk."

I bite my lip so hard I taste blood. That's another habit I need to break. I bite my lip whem I'm nervous.

I sigh. El has been such a good manager, she's always been there for me, the least I could do is give this a shot. "Who's the guy?"

"Harry Styles."


~Harry's Pov~


"So... who's the lucky girl?" I ask. I don't want to agree to this whole thing, but if they say I need it, then I guess I need it. They always know what's right. I mean, how bad can it be?

"Ari Bingham." Simon says.

I think about it for a minute. I know I've heard that name somewhere. It sounds familiar I just can't put a face to it. Wait, I think she's that actress from America, but not sure so I ask.

"Is she that American actress?" Paul nods his head and Simon turns his computer screen around.

On the screen is a girl with long, silky brown hair, pretty eyes, and a beautiful smile. Yupp, that's Ari. Maybe this won't be so bad. I mean, she's hot after all.

"There are a few ground rules." Simon starts explaining.

"Like what?" I ask still looking at the pictir of Ari on his screen.

"Well, first," I look at Simon while he's talking. "No one can know this is fake. Not any of the other boys, not your friends, not even your family."

I nod my head. "Ok." Even though I don't understand why.

"Secondly, you guys are about to go on tour, so she has to come." Simon adds. I nod my head again.

"You have to convince everyone that this is real. You two love each other." He finishes.

"Ok." Is all I say. I'll try my best.

"Thanks for understanding." Paul smiles at me sympathetically. "You can go now if you want."


~Ari's Pov~


"THAT DICK?!?!" I scream. Screw trying to hold in my anger.

"Ari. Calm down." El tries her hardest to stay calm herself.

"But El! He's a dick!" I shout.

"You don't know that." She says in his defense.

"Why him?" I'm still beyond pissed, but I don't yell anymore.

"Because he's single, he's VERY famous, and he needs a girlfriend."

"Well, I'm VERY famous too!" I add.

"Exactly. That will get you more fans, in Europe, and it will get him more fans in America." She explains calmly.

"He agreed to this?!?!" I'm yelling again.

"Jesus Christ Ari. Stop yelling!" She's mad now. She let her anger out. This isn't good. "I don't know if he agreed to it, but his manager did and he's still doing it, just like you're going to."

"El! This is stupid. I don't need a boyfriend! I don't need the publicity."

"ARI JUST SHUT UP AND LISTEN FOR ONCE!" She screams.

I sit down in my seat. I didn't even realize I was standing. I look at the ground. I don't want to look at her.

She sighs. "Sorry, it's just sometimes you act just like a bratty teenager."

"Well I am only 18." I point out.

"Well, when you're famous you need to be more mature than you are." That hurt. I can be pretty immature, but I hate when people tell me. I know I have a lot of things I need to work on, but sometimes it's just easier to be the way that I am. Even if it means I have to be a bitch.

"I'll see you tomorrow at noon for your flight to London." She says. Then leaves the room without another word.

Notes

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