"NIALL FUCKING HORAN." I screamed for my best friend.
I heard something fall over, and the sound of elephant feet stomping down the stairs. I couldn't even laugh at it. I was too pissed to.
"Yes?" His Irish accent asked.
"I can't fucking take this." I waved a piece of paper in front of his face. He gave me a confused look before taking it out of my hand and reading it.
"Fucking hell, Al. This sucks." He chuckled as he handed the note back to me.
"I hate my mum. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her." I groaned as I slumped onto his couch.
"Come on, you don't hate her, you are just upset at her at the moment." He tried to persuade me otherwise.
"Niall, you don't fucking get it. Louis hates me. I hate him. That's how it's always been. And now, my mum wants me and him to date?! I can barley go within one mile of him without gagging! Now I'm going to have to hold his hand, and hug him, and," I shivered, "kiss him." I shivered again.
Me and Louis? Louis and I? Not in this lifetime. Yes, he may be cute, but he's a fucking bastard.
And I fucking hate him.
Always have. Always will.
Always.
♫♫♫
"Alice," My mum told me, "It's just fake dating. Nothing real. No feelings involved. Just for publicity." I rolled my eyes.
"We've established this about twenty times, mum." I told her.
"I know, just making sure," She winked at me, "Oh, and no sex with him. Well, maybe sex with him. Just use protection."
"MUM!" I yelled at her. She is a dirty minded woman, she is.
"Fine, fine." The limo kept chugging down the highway.
♫♫♫
"Alice!" Louis seemed fake happy to see me.
"Louis," I answered back; not even seeming fake happy.
"Let's try this again," He told me, "Alice!"
"Louis!"
This is going to be a long night.

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