Girlfriend For Hire

"You're doing it."

"But...But Mom!" I wined. "I don't wanna!"

Now, I've argued with my mom for many reasons, but this was by far the worst.

"No! Chelsea, you're taking this job, and that is the bottom line!"

"But Mom, this isn't fair! You can't force me to do this!"

"Chelsea, you've got to obey me if you really want this."

"But that's the thing, Mom. I don't want this! What if, for just once, you let me choose what I wanted to do? Would that be okay with you? Or are you just going to force me to do this like you have with all the other things in my life? Do not force me!"

My mom was silent for a moment, pondering over my words.

"Chelsea...." My mom stared into my bright blue eyes, annoyance tracing her every word. "This is a once in a lifetime opportunity. You are taking this job, whether you like it or not!"

With that, she stormed out of the room, not saying another word. I sighed, tears clouding my eyes, and slumped down on my bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. Thanks to my mother, I would now be pretending to be the girlfriend of Harry Styles. Until the contract was over....In a whole year.

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