Love and Hate Collide (JaDine FanFiction)

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I remember that day.

The day when I started liking him.

I know it was prohibited and I know I should've stopped my feelings from showing for he had a girlfriend. But it's hard to stop it when we have to act in love all the time.

It was April 15th.

The premier night of our very first movie.

He held my hand and smiled at me, I smiled back. The fans behind and beside us were screaming. There were flashes everywhere.

He kissed my cheek, I blushed on the inside but I managed to keep my cool by returning a smile to him.

We walked the red carpet, waving at our fans, my left hand still attached to his right. Once we were almost inside the theater, he held my waist.

"This is it." He says.

"This is it." I say, but I don't mean about the movie.

That was it. In that moment, I knew to myself, I liked James Reid.

It's not hard to love him. With his chestnut colored eye, to his toned arms, beautiful pearly whites, and amazing singing voice. Who wouldn't fall, right?

Me. I'm supposed not to. But I did, which was a huge mistake.

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ONE YEAR LATER

We are both sitting in a van, going to our venue for our concert.

I was seated in the window seat, while James sat beside me, of course. It's all part of the act.

"Smile!" Ms. Lani says, as we held hands and pose for the camera.

After the click, he released my hand and my stomach drops. I turn towards the window and plugged my earbuds onto my ears, humming the music lightly.

You see, what the media knows about James and I is that we are in an M.U. stage, or what is known as mutual understanding.

It's what people say when they are more than friends but not in a relationship - yet, that is.

That's a lie. We fed lies to our fans and to the media. The truth is, James and I aren't really in that stage - nor are we friends for that matter.

Secretly, I know he hates me. I know he wants this love team to end. Secretly, I know he wants to be paired with Ericka, his girlfriend.

But too bad, he's stuck with me.

Here's the story. Before the premiere of our very first movie, our handler told James to stage a fake break up with Ericka to make our love team be more "click" as he says.

"Two single people, girl and boy, being thrown in a love team. The possibility for both of you to be in love is high. And the fans will know that." I remember Mr. Ben, our handler, telling us.

James agreed, for the sake of his career. A few months later, we told the world that we liked each other. Of course, our fans burst in excitement and happiness. I still feel guilty about it.

Issues have sprung up the internet a few weeks after our announcement, people telling that I'm the reason behind James' and Ericka's break up. That I'm the reason why Ericka has bashers.

Since then, the whole world - or at least the Philippines - knows me as "the boyfriend stealer". People call me names such as bitch. And it hurt, but I have to live with it. I'm hiding underneath that mask.

I know James is, too. He's hiding underneath a mask where the words "good boy" were written on it. He sneaks out when he parties, barely getting caught, which makes him "the boy next door" type of guy - charming, sweet, and sober.

The bitch and the boy next door. What a lovely pair.

If only the world knew.

If only.

"We're here!" Ms. Lani announced, making me jump off my seat and out of the van.