Nothing About This Is Fake

*Harry's POV*

I saw her walk in holding her purse nervously. She looked around not knowing who her date was. Her big blueish green eyes met mine then smiled. Then went back to searching then snapped her head back at me fast with wide eyes.

She knew it was me. I smiled and got up from the waiting seat. I walked to where she stood then put my arm around her.

"So Harry Styles is my boyfriend now." she said plainly but yet some astonishment in her voice while looking straight forward.

"And the supermodel Adrianna is mine." I laughed.

"Yeah."

"You seem happy." I remarked sarcastically.

"Oh no. My management is making me live a lie and getting way into my personal life. And possibly blocking a real relationship along the way. It's the best life possible for me." she snapped.

"And you don't think I'm being forced? Yeah ok because I'm thrilled too." I rolled my eyes. I can already see where this is going wrong.

She squinted her eyes at me then looked back.

"Hello Mr Styles and Ms Ford. I can show you to your seats if you're ready." a waiter smiled.

"Ready as I'll ever be." Adrianna mumbled.

"Were ready." I answered the waiter.

"Right this way."

He led us to the table right where the big window is. The managers probably made this reservation and requested it. Easier for us to be spotted and get pictures.

"Can you at least act like you're in a happy beginning relationship. I know you're not an actress but I'm sure you can put the pretty smile you do for the camera on your face." I retorted at her when the waiter seated us then left.

"It would be fake just like the rest." she smiled. "And thanks for the tone." she smiled even bigger.

"I did absolutely nothing and you're being like this. If you're gonna act like this I would rather them force me into a different fake relationship. I'm only being smart towards you because you act like this is my fault." I added.

"Well I'm sorry then I didn't mean to act like that." she said annoyed but I could tell she meant it somewhat.

I layed my hand across the table that has a red fancy cover over it. She looked at me confused then realized. She then placed her small hand in mine.

"Are you ready to order?" the waiter asked coming back with a basket full of rolls and a bottle of wine and filled our glasses.

"I just want the classic Italian salad. And some water." she said looking at the wine glass.

He then looked at me. "Um the chicken alfredo."

"I'll will go put your order right in thank you." he said before leaving to a different table.

"The salad? Really? That's typical." I laughed.

"Supermodel." she answered looking out the window.

"Right but you can't have anything but that?" I asked.

"For now pretty much."

"Come on you could at least at something." I argued.

"You have no idea. And here comes the fans and paparazzi." she said

"Well let's smile." I insisted.

After we ate with flashed going in our face we walked out into the mob. "Harry are you dating supermodel Adrianna?" they asked me. I held up my hand that was laced in hers and smiled. "How long?" another asked. "A couple weeks."

"Adrianna what next big thing are you doing?" a reporter asked. stopping her in her tracks by getting in front of her.

"Secret for now. It will be released in a couple of weeks." she answered then began walking again.

"Do you ever have to starve yourself?" another one asked with a lot of nerve.

"Of course not." she replied then mustered up that fake smile.

"I think that's enough questions." I interrupted sensing Adrianna was very uncomfortable.

"Harry how is the band?" a question came but unanswered.

"Let's go." I whispered to her leading her to a taxi.

"Where to?" she asked.

"Wanna go to my place?" I offered.

"Sure."

Notes

please lemme know what u think:) feel free to give me ideas or thoughts

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and sorry it was short and sucked :/