My Life Is Turning Into A Fanfic !

Call me. That wasn't a question.

Call me. That wasn't a question.

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"Are you dating Harry Styles?!" Rebecca asked, as she popped up, out of nowhere.

"No, and if you don't mind, I'm going home." I snapped.

How did this happen? I'd been harassed by nosey Directioners all day. I might feel different if it were true. Heck, I'd probably gloat. Liliana and I hopped into Hazel's (Lil's mum) car, and I pulled out my phone to message Harry. 'Harry, call me. That wasn't a question. ASAP! x'. I also added my mobile number, but I won't put it here!

Conveniently, as I arrived home, Harry messaged back, 'okay, you feisty thing ;) x'.

I'd told Liliana I'd come over after I finished my homework, which is odd for us, as we always do our homework together. I think she knew why. As soon as I reached my bedroom, he called – with caller ID! I could sell that, for like, at least £1000, I reckon. I won't... But it is an option.

"Hi Harry." I said.

"Hey babe." He replied.

Did I mention that I'm on the phone to Harry Styles? He even sounds hot.

"Have you seen all of the stuff people are saying on twitter?" I asked him.

"Yeah, it's ridiculous how quickly people jump to conclusions." He sighed.

"Well, what are we going to do about it? This is a nightmare! I've been bombarded all day! Everyone keeps asking me if we're dating!" I ranted.

"Do you want to?" He asked.

"Hmm... Wait, what?!" I screeched.

He chuckled. "I was just thinking, a girlfriend would be good for my image and might get my agents off my back." Harry explained.

"ARE YOU INSANE?!" I shrieked. "I've only just graduated high school! I can't date a celebrity! Even if it is fake! This is the first time I've spoken to you and it's over the phone! We've not even met, it's totally not feasib- OH! This is why I phoned. My friend gave Liliana and I tickets to come and see you guys!"

"Great! You could watch from backstage if you want?" He suggested.

"Really?! Why?" I asked, shocked.

"Well, if we're going to fake date, we should at least put on a show! I'd like to get to know you." He said.

"You know, I didn't agree to this." I told him.

"So, is that a yes?" he asked.

"Is what a yes?" I asked. He sighed. Honestly, I just wanted him to say it again.

"Will you be my girlfriend?" he asked.

"Your pretend girlfriend, right?" I confirmed.

"Yeeeeees." He sighed.

"I suppose. It could be fun." I said coolly. On the inside, I was screaming like a little girl. "Also, we'll be staying in London for two weeks, and essentially spending the whole trip with you..."

"Wow! Great! But I need to go now! Speak soon love!" he said.

"Yeah, okay, bye!" I mumbled.

Then he hung up. Is this really happening? I still need my mum to agree to this. I'm going to need Liliana's help.

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