Harry's POV
Last night was not so great.
I know I've hurt Esmè but, I just want her to forgive me.
Truth is...... I used to have a crush in her back in high school.
She would always where her skinny khakis , a t-shirt and her converse and her hair would always be in a high pony tail. Her caramel eyes would sparkle every time she laughed.
My phone buzzed , knocking me out if my train if thought.
' Esmè and you have a dinner date tonight at 7 , be ready - Sydney'
I rolled my eyes.
I got into the shower and started to get ready for my date with Esmè.
Esmè's POV
'You and Harry have a dinner date tonight at 7, be ready -Sydney'
I huffed and threw my phone in the bed.
"What's up with you Esmè?" Lily asked.
"Nothing. I'm just tired." I stated.
I haven't told anyone about mine and Harry's contract.
"I gotta get ready for mine Harry's date tonight. Shoo, get out babes." I chuckled while pushing her out.
She chuckled with me and walked out.
I closed the door and went to the bathroom.
I showered and then got out.
It's gonna be at a fancy restaurant so, I have to dress fancy.
Psh, ain't no way in hell am I gonna dress fancy.
But then again, I do get money out of this.
Eh.
I walked over to my closet with the towel around my body.
I skimmed through the closes and found the perfect dress. It was black, mid-thigh and strapless.
I dropped my towel to the floor and slipped on the dress. I walked to the bathroom and dried and crimped my hair.
I did my make up and brushed my teeth. I sprayed some of my favorite perfume on (Paris Amour) and walked out. I put on my black pumps once again and grabbed my phone, stuffing it in my bra.
I sighed.
I started to sing.
" Skies are crying
I am watching
Catching tear drops in my hands
Only silence , has attending
Like we never had a chance
Do you have to make me feel like
There's nothing left of me
(Chorus)
You can take everything I have
You can break everything I am
Like I'm made of glass
Like I'm made of paper
Well go on and try to tear me down
I will be rising from the ground
Like a Skyscraper.
Like a Skyscraper"
I just walked around my apartment singing that song just cleaning and all that.
Harry's POV
When I stopped at her door , I heard singing.
Her voice was beautiful.
I listened to hat she was singing and it broke me.
I can't believe I caused all that pain and made her life a living hell all because I liked her.
I'm screwed up.
I knocked and I heard heels clacking on the ground.
The door swung open and she stood there in front of me.
She looked amazing.
"Shall we?" I asked.
She just sadly nodded and linked her arm with mine.
~At the restaurant~
We sat down in a booth in the far back so no one could see us.
"So, Esmè....." I said.
She raised her eyebrows at me.
"Look I know you don't wanna be here I much as I don't but that doesn't mean you try and start a conversation with me." She snapped. In a hush tone might I add.
"I'm sorry Esmè." I said.
She looked to me.
"For what?" She asked.
"For hurting you. All those years in high school I've hurt you and I'm sorry Esmè." I said.
She looked up and gave me a small smile.
"Why'd you bully me anyway?" She asked.
"If I could tell you I would , but I just can't." I told her.
"Why?" She asked , annoyance clear in her voice.
"I can't tell you."
I told her.
She huffed and crossed her arms like a child.
Awwwww. She's so cute.
Wtf?! Did I just say that Esmè was cute?
I just shook it off and we ordered.
"So , Esmè." I took a sip of my water and gulped it down.
"How have you been?" I asked.
She gave me a look that said 'seriously, why would you care?'
"Look , I know I've hurt you so bad and you'll probably never forgive but please, let's just have a nice dinner and you won't have to talk to me until another date." I said.
She sighed and nodded.
~After Dinner~
Esmè's POV
The food was amazing and Harry seemed different.
Why is he being so nice?
Its only 6 months. 'You can do this Esmè'. I told myself
Harry walked me to my door and we said our goodbyes.
"Esmè , wait!" Harry said before I walked in.
He kissed my cheek and smirked.
"Goodnight Esmè." Harry said walking away.
Again, I wash my face.
Ew.
Has it been 6 months yet? No. Okay.
{A/N}
Hey y'all. Thanks so much for reading my story 'Fake Girlfriend' .
I love you all and I'll update in a little bit.
Bye y'all ❤️
~Katelyn~
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Fake Girlfriend
FanfictionEsmè Clarke is a Starbucks employee. She gets an offer for a job thy means a lot more money. It includes a person she he's despised forever. Will they get along? For the sake of both their lives
