Page’s POV

‘Be ready at 7. And make an effort.’

That’s all the freaking message management had sent me said. Like really? A text message?

I thought this was meant to be a serious job and their sending me messages like that.

Either way I did as they asked and made an effort with my appearance, I even put a god damn dress on which is just being wasted on Harry so I don’t see why I tried so hard.
I put a rather large effort into my hair and make-up which I usually only do if I'm going to a photo shoot so if they don’t like the way I look then tough shit.

It was about ten minutes until seven and I was not fazed by it at all.

Not nervous.

Not scared.

Just impatient. I want to get this stupid date over with already.

Just as I decided to sit down, there was a faint knock on the front door making me groan and stand up again.

I swung the door open to see a very nervous looking Harry.

He looked me up and down before shifting his gaze to the wall behind me and clearing his throat.

“You look… ordinary.” I almost laughed at his awkwardness, almost. But instead I just rolled my eyes and grabbed my purse off the table next to the door before answering his smart ass remark with one of my own.

“You look pretty boring yourself. Now are you ready for our first date?”

He perked up and extended his arm for me which I pushed to the side and walked next to him without touching him in anyway. Who knows where this kid has been!

As we reached his car I went to open the passenger door but Harry smacked my hand away and opened the door for me.

“My lady.” He gestured for me to get in and I scoffed at his words.

“Managements lady.” He rolled his eyes and walked to his side of the car before getting in.

At first the car ride was silent, and in the most awkward way possible.

I decided to make conversation since Harry looked as if he was having a inwards battle of thoughts.

“So where are we going on this fake date?” He jumped slightly when he heard my voice and focused back on the road before answering.

“Uh were just going to get ice cream. They wanted our first outing to be in a public place and what better way to start relationship rumours then at the ice cream shop.” He gave me a quick smile and suddenly I felt awkward again.

I felt goose bumps form on my arms at just the thought of ice cream, I shivered and ran my hands over my arms to try and warm myself up again.

“You cold?” Harry looked at me briefly then back to the road.

“A little.” I mumbled back and went to reach out for the car buttons so I could turn the heat up.

Harry reached out at the same time and our fingers brushed slightly. His eyes widened and he let out a small gasp but left his hand there. I pulled mine away rather fast and wiped my hand on the bottom of my dress to try and rid the feeling of his touch.

“Would you just turn the heat up?!” I snapped so he would hurry up and actually make the car warmer.

“Wow someone is bossy today.” He grunted slightly under his breath as he came to a sudden stop making me jerk forward.

“We’re here anyway.” I didn't bother answering his words as I climbed out of the large car and almost immediately came in contact with Harry’s chest.

I went to push him away from me when he captured both my wrists in his hands and pulled me close to his chest.

“Hold on a second.” He dipped his head towards my neck and it took everything in me not to flinch at our close proximity.
He fumbled with my neck before he started to nibble and suck, that’s when I realised he was giving me a love bite.

“There. That should get people talking.” I scoffed and pushed him away from me before walking into the ice cream store.

As soon as Harry stepped in behind me you could hear people around us gasp and start to talk in hushed tones.

Well here goes nothing.

“C’mon babe. What flavour do you want?” I smiled sweetly up at Harry and for a second he looked confused before he picked up that I was acting and went along with it.

“Are you on the menu?” He winked at me and more gasps were heard.

It didn't take us long to find a rhythm with our ‘flirting’ we were doing and put on quite the show for the people around us that were staring.

We sat at one of the tables and rambled on about the most pointless crap, after a while some boy walked over to our table and turned his back to Harry before talking to me.

“Are you Page Phillips?”

“Yes I am. And who might you be?” I may or may not have added an extra sweet layer to my voice as I talked to the cute boy in front of me.

“Chase. I've seen some of your photo shoots and you’re amazing!” I blushed slightly and went to thank him but Harry cleared his throat rudely making us both look at him.

“Do you mind leaving my girl here alone? We’re trying to have a nice date.” Chase mumbled a quiet whatever before walking off.

I glared intensely at Harry making him raise his hands in surrender.

“What? Can’t I have my fake girlfriend all to myself on our first fake date?” He narrowed his eyes at me, making me uncomfortable which caused me to look away from him.

“That’s what I thought.” He grabbed our empty ice cream tubs off the table and walked over to the rubbish bin giving me a moment alone to breathe out a tired sigh.

This sure isn't as easy as I thought it would be.

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