Bullied and Loved by you...(One Direction Fan-Fic)

6 I dont want to

~HARRY'S P.O.V~

 When Simon called Ali and I into his office I was freaked out. I didn't know what was going on and I didn't want to be in the same room alone with Ali while we wait on Simon. I couldn't be completely nice to her yet, but I didn't want to be an ass either. I guess both would be fine.... I'll make it work... Somehow.

We were sitting there staring straight ahead. Neither of us had said a word when Simon came in or sat down.

"Ok I know you are both wondering why I called you in here." We stayed still and stared at him. "Well. All of the management agreed that Harry you need a girl friend." I didn't like where this was going. "So Mark and I decided Ali here would be a good choice."

"NO!" She shouted. My head turned to her so fast I swear I got whiplash. "No Uncle Si please. I don't want to date Harry." I slouched a little bit. That hurt. "What about Niall he hasn't had a girl friend yet." She said. OUCH! Now that really hurt. She picked Niall over me.

"That's true but the fans want to see Harry with a good girl and one that isn't particularly famous." Simon said and I smirked. I looked over at her. She was clutching the chair, her jaw was clenched, and she was tense.

"How long?" I asked.

"About 3 to 4 months. So the rest of the summer then you decided what to do from there. You have to go on real dates, and at least hold hands in public." He said. Ali said nothing she just stood up and walked out. Simon and I sat in awkward silence for about 10 minutes. "Uh I'm going to go talk to her." I nodded. He left the room leaving me to my thoughts. What am I going to do?

Tell her the truth about how you feel.

Hahahahaha! No... That's not going to happen unless she admits her feelings for me.

She wont tell you unless you tell her, and what makes you think she has feelings for you?

SHUT UP BRAIN!!! Gosh. I'm negative. I have to still be a jerk but I don't want to. If I'm not a jerk she will think something is wrong, or I'm trying to play her. WHAT THE HELL DO I DO?!

~ALI'S P.O.V~

This is happening. This crap is happening. I have to "date" Harry Styles. I don't want to. I would rather die alone than date Harry Styles. We have to go on real dates and hold hands and shit. I don't want to. I walked to my room I needed to clear my head. So I called my dad, he picked up on the 3rd ring.

"Daddy. Please tell me its not true."

"So you heard."

"Daddy. Please. I don't want to do this. I am 18 now I am an adult, you cant tell me who I can and cant date."

"As long as you're living under my roof you will follow my rules Alison." His voice got louder, and I flinched at the use of my full name.

"I'm not living under your roof right now, am I?!" I shouted back.

"That's true but you are living under Simon's right now and he might as well be me!" He shouted. Tears pricked my eyes, he has never yelled at me like that before.

"Look dad. I'm not going to date Harry. I wont fake date him, and I'm done with this conversation."

"Alison M-" I ended the call before he could finish his sentence. I then proceeded to collapse on my bed and cry. Someone walked into my room and sat on the end of my bed.

"Ali. Do you want to talk?" He asked. I sat up and saw Simon.

"H-he has never yelled at me like that before." He sighed and hugged me.

"He is probably stressed out." I cried on his shirt and I heard someone walk by my room then stop. I looked up and saw Harry standing there resting on the door frame. I picked up a pillow and threw it at him.

"Get out you ass!" He caught it set it on the ground smirked, winked, then left. I hate him.

"I know you don't particularly like Harry but please do this for me." He bagged. I sighed.

"3 months and 3 months only." I said and he hugged me again. I swear Simon acts like a 5 year old sometimes. He got up and went to find Harry I guess. I laid on my bed and looked up at the ceiling think about how much of a living hell my life will be for the next 3 months.

Next thing I know Harry was in my room and on my chair.

"What do you want?" I asked not looking at him.

"Oh baby that's no way to treat your boy friend now is it?" He asked.

"Ha ha. Very funny Styles but we are not dating."

"Oh but we are."

"We are fake F-A-K-E dating. I can never love you Harry, you wanna know why? Because you are a Stupid ass prick." I stated simply.

"I could never love you either. You wanna know why? Because you're a rich snobby ass bitch." He said and left my room. That hurt so bad. I don't care if I hate him, it still hurts. I don't want to do this.

~HARRY'S P.O.V.~

That FRICKEN HURT! I walked out of there slaming her door. I walked quickly to my room and let my few tears fall. I dont care if I was crying. That hurt.

A/N:

Sorry I havent updated in a while, I have been really busy. And Im sorry, I know this chapter isnt that good. sorry. I'll try to update more but I cant make any promises. So comment/ vote/ fan and I love you all! Thanks for reading!

-browneyes