Camp Popstar (A Niall Horan Fanfic)

22. Fake

🎶That should be me, holding your hand...🎶

Chapter 22: Fake🍀

(CRYSTALS POV)

*an hour earlier*

"Why I'm mad? WHY IM MAD? Aaron, give me one reason why I SHOULDN'T be mad!" I shouted at my manager, who sad bewildered in chair across the desk.

"We need the publicity, YOU need the publicity." He pointed out. I shrugged, letting my hands fall to my sides.

"It's Harry Styles, Aaron. Harold. Styles. He's a pop celebrity who millions of girls want to marry. I'll get so much hate! And you know what? His bandmates Niall? He's my ex. An ex an seriously have NOT gotten over. I can't do this, Aaron..." I trailed off, trying so hard not to cry.

"I'm sorry Crystal, I had no idea love...When did this happen?" Aaron sympathised, his eyes solemn.

"Camp." I stated blankly.

"I'm sorry Crystal... we can't change this. I've talked to One Directions management, and you'll be fake dating Harry for 6 months. this has to happen. You've already gone on a fake date with the boy. Go tweet about it." Aaron told me. I let out a quiet groan and closed my eyes, tilting my head back. This wasn't happening. This couldn't happen. What would Niall say? Had he gotten over me yet? Oh god...if I had to run into him again, that would be so awkward... But I had to do this. I had no choice. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and sent the tweet.

'Thanks for the amazing date, @harrystyles. Such a gentleman, too ;)'

Lord help me. I don't think I can do this.

(NIALLS POV)

*present time*

"HARRY. HAROLD EDWARS STYLES. GET YOUR BRITISH A$$ OVER HERE BEFORE I TEAR YOU UP LIKE NANDOS CHICKEN." I bellowed, my face probably bright red from the rage I felt towards my bandmates at the moment. How dare he. How dare he take Crystal out for a date. A date she obviously enjoyed. He knew full well that I was in no means over her. I could never truly get over her. Whatever happened to the f*cking bro code?

"Niall? What is it?" Harry asked, his expression shocked as I stormed over to him.

"Your seriously asking that question, Harry? You should know. I thought you knew how much I loved Crystal. Heck, I still love her. And yet you go and take her on a date? Are you sh*tting me right now?!?" I cried, my voice cracking a little and destroying the angry effect.

"Calm down Niall, let me explain..." Harry put his hands up in surrender, eyes wide, but I just shook my head vigorously.

"I can't calm down, Harry. I can't. She's my world. And she's not even mine anymore. How come management lets you have her? I want her, Harry...more than anything in the world. I. Love. Her. What happened to the bro code? I know you probably fell for her charms, her laugh, her smile. Every single guy on earth has a crush on her, I swear. But please man, you know how much she means to me. Why'd you do what you did?" I asked, my voice slowly shifting from angry to pained. The stinging in my heart wouldn't stop. The thought of Crystal in the arms of another...it made my chest hurt. I knew Harry would take good care of her, treat her right...but I couldn't help thinking that I would treat her better.

"Niall, listen to me. I'm not really dating her. Management set it all up. It's fake." Harry told me, resting his hand on my shoulder. I let out a sharp breath, to surprised to react

"It's all...a set up? Fake?" I cried in surprise, to which in reply Harry nodded.

"None of its real, Niall. I'd never do that to you." Harry smiled and patted my shoulder, before disappearing. My mind was spinning. Fake. Its all fake. But...did that mean I could get Crystal back? Experiencing what I just experienced...made me realise that I can't not have Crystal. I need her. Maybe...I can get her back. Even if it has to be in secret... I can't live without her.

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DRAMA. Completely off topic...did you see that Harry is following Victoria Justice on Instagram? Why am I finding that so funny? Weird :P ~Aimee :) .xx