The Spy Who Lied (A One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Harry's POV

The next day we all got up and dressed early, ready to meet my new "girlfriend".

I can't say I'm particularly pleased with the idea of fake dating a stranger, it would be so much easier if I could just fake date Megan, then I might be able to make a move without her realising that I was being truthful. I was so afraid of rejection, I don't think I will ever be able tell her anything about my feelings unless she gives me a kind of signal maybe.

Not that that will ever happen though, she's amazing and beautiful and it was really hot how she could defend herself. And I'm just me. Plain old Harry. Plus, being famous does come with some huge baggage, for example, paparazzi and rumours, being famous isn't all it's cracked up to be.

We were currently in a van driving to a hotel to meet the lucky girl. To say I was nervous would be an understatement, and I didn't really want to look too in love with this girl in front of Megan, as there was still a little hope inside that maybe- . I sighed. No, of course that will never happen.

When we reached the hotel, we jumped out and walked up to the hotel in front of us. There were a few paps, but not too many for Megan and Paul to handle, so we were fine. I know that they knew each other from before, but there seemed to be a deeper connection linking them, whether Megan knew it or not. Hm, strange.

I shook off that though as we were guided through some glass doors into a meeting room with a big table in the middle, not unlike the one we were sitting around when we first met Megan.

Images ran through my mind of when I first saw Megan. She really did't like Liam back then. At least they've sorted that out now, it would have been awkward if she came wih us and refused to even speak to the poor guy.

Liam had explained to usabout his past with Megan, but only vaguely, and to be honest, I had a lot of questions that I wanted to ask them, but so much drama was going on right now, I thought it would be best to wait a while.

After sitting in silence for a while, the glass dors opened to reveal Simon and the fakest blonde bimbo that I had ever laid eyes on, and believe me, I had seen a lot in my time.

(A/N Pic of her on the side ------------------------------->)

Everyone was a bit speechless I suppose. The sight in front of us was defintely something that needed getting used to.

In the chirpiest, most annoying voice I had ever heard, the bimbo opened her mouth and said

"Hey Harry, so great to meet you, I'm Chloe, I think this job will be so fun!" She walked up to me and sat down on my lap, taking me a little by surprise.

The next thing she did was worse though. Before I had any time to protest about her sitting on my lap, she slammed her lips onto mine and forceffully pushed her tongue into my mouth immediately. It was the most disgusting thing I had ever had to endure, and let me tell you, in my lifetime, I had seen and done a few pretty disgusting things.

I pulled back as soon as I could to see that Megan had dissapeared and all the boys including Paul wer looking at me with faces of utter shock. Did they really think I liked that?

I pushed her off my lap and raised my voice

"WHAT WAS THAT FOR?"

"I'm just practicing for the cameras" she replied, shrugging innocently.

"WELL DON'T!!!!" I shouted at her, before storming out of the room and going to find Megan.

Megan's POV

Their lips met and I ran out of the room immediately. I thought I might be able to handle it, but boy was I wrong. My heart was bursting and tears were springing into my eyes and I ran through corridor after corridor, trying to find a bathroom.

When I finally reached a room that said Ladies on the front, I quickly ran inside, slamming the door behind me and pressing my back to it, sliding down with each tear that left my eye.

Wow, I'm meant to be a spy, I never cry, what's happening to me?

After wallowing in my sadness for a few minutes,  I heard a knock on the door that I was leaning against.

Hastily wiping my eyes and rubbing my nose, I stood up and turned around, opening the door.

I swung it open to reveal a concerned and worried looking Harry. When he saw my red puffy eyes and runny nose, his expression turned to confusion and he said

"Megan, what's wrong?"

I just shook my head in reply and said "Nothing Harry, don't worry about me"

He wrapped his arms around me and lent his face close to my ear

"Come on, you can tell me, I won't judge you"

I sighed, giving in to him. I couldn't tell him just yet, but I made up an excuse

"Its nothing Harry, just memories"

In some ways this was true, as painful memories had surfaced when Harry and the blonde girl had kissed. Not so much memories of the far past, but more memories of him and I.

When we first met, when we hugged, comforting him when he got that note from Mr X. They hurt.

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A/N

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