FAKE

four.

(the one after the proposal)

Seeing my shocked expression, Harry kept going.

"I think that I didn't quite explain myself." His green irises were glistening. "I love you and you know that, we just aren't like that, right?" He spoke making a weird gesture and I nodded. "I just thought, we all thought actually." He licked his lips. "Okay, Gabrielle, we all know that Zayn likes you, okay?"

And I laughed at that.

"Sure Harry." I chuckled. "And even if that was true, that doesn't have anything to do with your odd proposition."

"Yes, it does!" He screamed, this time resembling more and more to the Harry that I had always known. "Listen to me and don't interrupt me, Gabs." He pleaded and I stared sternly at him. "Just give me a minute, I swear that my plan makes sense."

"Alright, speak." I sighed.

"Okay." He licked his lips again, almost as if it was a tick. "We want Zayn back, okay?" His eyes were shinning, showing that he was telling the truth. "And Perrie. Perrie was the one who pulled him out of the band." He paused. "But we know that he isn't happy with her, okay?"

"How do you-" I started talking, but he interrupted me.

"You shush now!" Harry screamed. "Just listen to me, please, Gabs." I nodded. "He doesn't love her, because she isn't the one for him, Gabs." He paused. "You are."

I tried to protest, but he interrupted me before I could voice my thoughts.

"He loves you and you love him and we love that you love each other because you'd make the best couple ever." Harry smiled and I just spat the air out of my mouth. "So I figured, well, actually the guys and I figured that we'd have to make Zayn break up with Perrie to come back." He gulped hard. "And Uncle Simon proposed one of us dating someone that'd make him get jealous." He now stared into my eye. "And we all knew that that someone was you, Gabrielle."

"Harry..."

"SHUSH NOW!" He shouted again. "Listen, I'm not saying that we have to actually date; but if that's what you want it's perfectly fine with me. It's just that we're best friends above everything and I don't want we to lose it."

I sighed and passed my hands through my hair.

"So what's for me, Styles?" I mumbled.

"You get the boy."

"Ha, that's funny! Even if we got Zayn to break up with Perrie, I'd still be 'your girlfriend'. And even if we got Zayn to fall in love with me and want to date me and even if we told him that everything was a lie, it'd be a dick move for him in the media's eyes if he dated his band mate's ex."

"We'd figure it out, Gabs. You just have to say yes." His eyes were imploring me.