faking it.

trios

✧*｡ 03; HELL TO THE NO ｡*✧
ー delilah n niall.

whilst struggling to juggle a bag toppling over with groceries, delilah found it hard as she rummaged through her pocket for her apartment keys. She fished them out within a few moments and unlocked the door waltzing in. And if this were any normal day in the life of Delilah Frost, the blonde girl would have kicked off her shoes and opened a tub of Ben and Jerry's ready to watch reruns of 'Sex in the City' and 'Gossip Girl'. But apparently this was not a normal day; because sitting on her creme coloured couch was a very familiar, yet complete stranger, blonde haired boy.

Delilah screamed. She dropped her bag full of groceries and the boys head whipped in her direction as he sat up straight. "What the fuck are you doing in my apartment," the girl screamed as she dug around in her bag trying to find mase. "I know this is odd but I needed to talk to you. It's kind of important," the boy whom had taken her in a mere four days ago tried telling her. This was bizarre. I mean what was the same extremely famous boy doing in Delilah's apartment. And did she mention he was extremely famous ?!

"How the hell did you find out where I live ?! And who let you in," Del cried knowing that the moment she woke up in this boys room she knew that he had to be some creep. "I googled your name. Only three other girls popped up and none of them lived in New York. And your neighbour told me you kept a spare key under the welcome mat," he told her, his name slipping her mind. He was the one who was in One Direction was all that she remembered. Do you know how many teenage girls would kill for this for this to happen to them ? But all Delilah wanted to do was kill him for stalking her. Wow, a famous band member was staking her. But that was besides the point.

"Look- which one are you ? Harry ? Lucas ? I don't care- you need to get out of my apartment before I call the cops. I must admit I am a bit flattered because you're well, famous, but this is now on a stalkerish level so you need to leave," Delilah demanded. The boy sighed. How was he going to break the news to her. "Look Delilah, it's Niall, and I have some bad news. You're gonna think I'm crazy but a few nights ago my bandmates were ridiculing me for being a player and for being incapable of having a real relationship so I told them I had a girlfriend to defend myself when in reality I don't, and when they asked who it was- I kinda them it was you," Niall blurted.

It was silent. Delilah was tempted to grab a knife from the countertop and stab herself in the leg to make sure she wasn't dreaming. Because if this were reality then a famous, as in millions of social media followers and is on tv and tabloids all the time and is known worldwide by name and/or face famous, boyband member is standing in her apartment because he told his band members that he was dating her. At this point Delilah may as well stab herself in the goddamn heart because there was no way this was really happening.

"You are shitting me right now," she barley breathed out. Nigel, Niall -who the fuck cared- shook his head. "No no no. That's- no! Tell them we broke up," she stuttered trying to comprehend this. But Niall just shook his body. "I know this is crazy but I can't. I mean that defeats the whole purpose. And uh, I kinda told them they could meet you Friday," he shrugged innocently. Delilah's jaw dropped. She shook her head vigorously. No way. This wasn't happening.

"Look, I need you to just pretend to be my girlfriend for a little bit that's all-," Del cut him off. "Are you fucking insane ?! What kind of whack ass idea is that. No way. Go find some pruostotuite or something. Not some chick you found off the street. No way I refuse," she snapped. That was the craziest thing she had ever heard. This was staring to seem like some cheesey corny romantic comedy; not her life. "Please I know it's crazy but I just- I'll be a joke if my band mates find out I was lying. I mean I'm desperate I'll give you anything. A shopping spree, a helicopter, college tuition, anything," he begged.

Delilah's ears perked up at the mention of college tuition and Niall caught on. "College ? Yeah I'll pay for it. Books, housing, admissions, everything I'll pay for it; you won't pay a cent," he bribed. Delilah wanted to call the cops because this was bizarre, but as she looked into Niall's eyes she saw the Harvard logo and the school colors dancing off the walls. Harvard was all she wanted. And she could get in if she had the money. And now here it was right in front of her. But at what cost.

This was insane. I mean- pretending to be one of the most famous boy band member girlfriend ?! That wasn't real. She could never pull it off even if she did try. That couldn't happen. It wasn't real. But Harvard was her dream. The opportunity was right there. It's all she's ever wanted. To make herself and her family proud. I mean, it would only be for a teensy tiny bit just for Niall's friends right ? No one else would ever have to know. Delilah bit her lip. This was insane. She looked at him before opening her mouth, "I have some rules..."

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(( ok this was shit and happened so fast and they barely know each other and this could never ever happen but spare me the complaints i don't care. i want to get right into the good stuff so im bullshitting through all the introduction stuff so just go with it alright. more about the plot will make sense and be explained later. in the meantime vote and comment please !! ))