As we lay together tangled in my bed I start giggling as I trace my finger up and down Harry's chest.
"What's so funny love"? He asks as I sit up.
"You and me, we just reenacted the notebook". I start to laugh again as Harry looks not amused.
"Come on it was funny". I try and say as he rolls his eyes and throws a pillow at me.
"That movie is fucking stupid". He says getting out of the bed and walking towards the bathroom.
"Nice butt"! I yell as he reaches the bathroom.
"Oh you like"? he says slapping his bare bottom while shutting the door.
I once again begin to laugh until I cry. God, I love this boy.
***
"I'm In the club high off perp with my shades on tatted up mini skirt with my j's on". I sing as I watch wiz pick up his microphone and start rapping.
***
After the song I exit back stage and check to make sure there's no cords sticking out.
Once I've secured the perimeter I walk back to the audience.
This is probably my 15th thousand time performing at the VMA'S.
I walk to the 6th row back and slide into my seat which I'm stuck between Taylor swift and Sam smith.
As I watch the lights dim I glance everywhere that's not the stage somehow I just can't look at the stage I don't know if its because I've heard this song to much or because I know the next performance after this is one directions singing there new song cloud.
I look up to see a light come on at the center of the stage.
Ed sherran comes on and starts singing.
"When your legs don't work like they used to before".
I lip sinc his song all the way to the end. I swear that will be my wedding song.
As I watch One direction enter the stage I whip out my phone and text Harry.
* Cunt your hair*
I push send then realize my mistake.
* autocorrect I meant cut sorry babe*
I watch as they sing and when Harry hits that note I swear I could've died right then.
" Somebody kill me now". I hear a voice say and when I turn to my side of coarse Taylor swift.
"Ok bitch, if you can't shut the fuck up you can leave". I say turning back around.
"You go Miley". I hear another voice and turn around seeing Rihanna holding her hand up for a high five.
I quickly slap it and turn back around.
"Hey don't tell me what to do". She says rolling her eyes and shifting a little.
"Oh I probably should shut up I don't wanna hear a song about me tomorrow on the radio". I say smirking as the song ends.
***
The car ride back to the hotel Harry and I are staying at is silent except for the soft music playing.
"I'm not cutting hair". He says smiling and opening his car door.
"Like hell your not its the same length as mine fuck face". I laugh shutting my car door behind me.
"Whatever loser I still love you". He says interlocking are fingers.
"And I love you loser". I smile at him opening the door.
"Hey I'm so proud of you". Taylor says to Harry I get pissed as they start small talk she knows I don't like her so that's most likely why she's here at the same hotel we are.
"Weird seeing you guys here thought I was the only one". She fake giggles.
"I'm sure you did now Taylor don't you have some ex's to be writing about"? I question her giving her the I don't give a fuck look.
"Don't you have a tongue to keep in your mouth"? She says like it was a good comeback.
"Sorry Harry's just all for it". I smile leaning into Harry and giving as much tongue as I could.
I grab his neck and pull him into me as his hand finds away to my ass.
As we pull away I lick his bottom lip and smile at Taylor.
"Why don't you go fuck yourself". She says shooting me the dirtiest looks.
"Why fuck myself? That's what he's for speaking of come on Harry lets go have sex". I smile pulling him with me into the elevator.
"Are we really having sex or did you just say that to make her jealous"? He questions.
"No I was being serious". I smile running my hand through his hair.
I look at him and there's a whole lot of lust in his eyes, I quickly smash my lips ok his as his tongue traces my bottom lip for access, I grant him access as I open my mouth and let his tongue slide in and out.
He grabs my thighs as he lifts me up and pushes me against the wall.
"I want you". He says out of breath kissing my neck.
"Have me". I say pulling at his hair.
"My pleasure". He says finding his way back to my lips.
As the elevator opens I stop and look over to see blue eyes as Harry sets me down.
"Uhh weird seeing you here". I say to him catching my breath from me and Harry's moment.
"Yea piss off we're in the middle of something". Harry snaps grabbing my waist and pulling me close by him.
"I'm sorry Zach he's an ass". I say as Harry gives me a look.
"Anyway you can text or call me whenever". I say looking at him closely
He's wearing a black pull over sweater with blue jeans and a pair of nikes.
"Yea what are you doing tomorrow morning"? He says smiling at me with those cute dimples.
"Satisfying my boner". Harry says before I can speak.
"Nothing at all". I smile at him.
"Ok I'll call". He smiles walking into the elevator.
"Really Harry why you such a dick"? I ask him crossing my arms.
"I don't like sharing". He says turning me towards him and kissing me hard.
His lips move fast against mine as I can feel him for him.
He carries me to our bedroom and lays me down on the bed as he starts to unzip my dress.
I just sit there and let him take advantage of me.
I can feel myself rising as Harry kisses my neck.
And this is just what I need Harry. I claw at his back as he makes me scream.
Just then out of the corner of my eye I spot the little black device.
Somebody has been watching me and Harry with cameras since last Monday.
I stop everything as Harry still continues to kiss my neck.
"Harry look". I say pointing to the little camera.
"Hey, I'm Harry and I'm fucking my girlfriend". He smiles at the camera as I just roll my eyes.
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Fake it.
FanfictionMiley and harry are just two separate people with two separate lives who are fake dating for publicity but what happens when Miley doesn't want to fake it anymore and she wants harry?