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WHEN Eve found out she was going to be forced into a fake relationship with someone by her company, she had been everything but excited.
When she found out it was going to be with fellow the Australian, she totally lost her cool. She remembers going home that day and ranting on and on to her sister on the phone, whom had happened to be half asleep due to the fact it was in the early hours of the morning.
She remembers when she had her first 'date' with him, she remembers how hard it was to convince her close friends that they were truly meant for each other.
She also remembers a certain deal that was made with the tall blond.
"Promise not to fall for me, though, yeah?" Felix smirked at her, an evil glint in his eyes, having way too much fun pissing her off.
"Yeah, piss off, Felix." Eve had said back, "You'll be the one falling for me in no time."
He scoffed, turning his head away and doing that stupid thing he does with his tongue, making it trace his bottom teeth and stop at his cheek, before looking back at her and rolling his eyes.
"You're impossible." The Aussie's voice somehow got deeper as he had said it, and if it was anyone else, Eve probably would've found it attractive.
Only if it was anyone else.
But how could anything be attractive when you look and act the way he does?
Though, Eve will say she is glad they found some kind of. . . routine, with these dates.
They'd do just about the same thing every time, usually it would be sparked by their managers texting them saying that interacting online is not enough, that they had booked them a reservation at some fancy restaurant and the meals were on the company.
Eve would dress up in her nicest dress, not for him, no, of course not, but for the cameras.
Felix would go out and buy some new tie with a weird pattern on it, which she thinks is beyond stupid—drorky even.
Him and his driver would come pick her up, sometimes he'd do some stuff with flowers in front of her door for the cameras, but that seemed to be very rare.
They'd go to the restaurant, hold hands, gaze into each other's eyes while saying the most offensive words they could to each other.
It became a game, to see who would snap first.
"Blonde is a horrible colour on you, just saying." He says, while reaching a hand up to push some of the hair behind Eve's ear.
"Says the one with hair of a girl, I mean, really, how could anyone take you seriously like that?" She brings a finger up to twirl a little bit of hair that had fallen into his face, a wide grin when she sees the tips of his ears go red.
