Fake Love (Jerrie Fanfiction)

Chapter 15

Jade's POV

"Rumored girlfriends Jade Thirlwall and Perrie Edwards, spotted!" I smirked at the headline of a gossip show as they show pictures of Perrie and I from the outside of the grocery store. They are still all over us and it makes me question myself... Is my love life really nonexistent that the media's going crazy now that I have one? Jeez! I rolled my eyes at the thought. I'm now having a break after two client meetings and a dance class. I'm actually waiting for my lunch date. She called me earlier to ask if I have time to spare since she's free and that we owe each other a catch up session.

"Jade?" Leigh-Anne called from the door.

"Yeah?" I replied, eyes still on the TV.

"She's here." she informed me.

"Okay, I'll be right out." I said as I powered the TV off. I stood up and grab my hand bag from the drawer and went outside my office.

"There she is!" my visitor cheered and smiled at me.

"Dani!" we almost stumble as I run up to her. We hugged each other with goofy smiles on our faces. God! I missed this girl!

"Let's go?" she asked.

"Yes, please! I'm starving!" I said with too much enthusiasm and jokingly dragged her.

"Bring me some takeouts!" Leigh-Anne yelled as we started to walk out.

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We arrived at the restaurant where Danielle got a reservation. We were led to a table at the far corner, I think she picked it herself so we won't catch too much attention. A waiter handed us menus after we have settled down our seats, and my eyes automatically searched for lasagna. What? It's my favorite, so don't judge! After a while, the waiter came back and took our orders.

"So, what's up with you Thirlwall?" Dani starting a conversation.

"Well, same same.. nothing's new." I replied.

"Really? Nothing's new? I don't think so." she narrowed her eyes on me.

"Fine! What do you want me to tell you?" I questioned her, even though I knew what she wants to hear.

"Tell me about you girl! Perrie, right?" she said excitedly. 'My girl' hmm... I like that.

"There's nothing much to tell really." I smirked at her. 

Danielle is a good friend of mine. She was my flatmate for a very long time years ago and we were so close. She's like a sister to me. We have a lot in common and I guess that why we clicked on each other so much. We both love to eat, have lazy days and just watch movies. We also have this liking for arts, we both paint or at least try, we're not that good but we have fun doing it. I can still remember that one time when we tried to make a mural on the wall of a spare room at our old flat. Like I said, we're not that good so it basically end up like an abstract. We both love fashion too, like we go out shopping and try different outfits, buy them all and then do mix and match. I guess that's why she pursued a modelling career. I love this girl so much and I missed her dearly. But I can't tell her the truth. I can't tell her that we're fake dating for Perrie's exposure. I know she wouldn't reprimand me but still, I can't tell her.

"Oh come on! Tell me... I was so ecstatic when I heard the news. I'm glad that you finally found someone who can color your boring life!" she chuckled, but I know she's sincere.

"Hey! My life wasn't that boring! Although, it definitely lit up when she came around." I said dreamily.

"I can see that. And I'm really happy for you babe!" she said and smiled.

"Thanks Dani." I smiled at her too.

"Are you happy?" she asked looking at me expectantly. Am I? 

"Yeah, I guess I am. Why wouldn't I be?" I shrugged at her.

"Well, I just want to make sure that you're happy. Although I can see in your eyes and smile that you are. I don't want you to get hurt." I said and I know that she's serious about it.

"I know. Thank you." I smiled, assuring her and held her hand across the table.

The waiter returned with our food and we started to eat. We talked and talked about everything that have happened to us, mostly about our careers. She told me that she's invited to join this famous fashion event in the next month, and I'm really proud of her.  She also congratulated me on winning another award for my choreography, joking that she's better than me. We spent a couple of hours there, just catching up on each other and made the most out of it. We knew that we will be busy and it'll be another long time before we see each other again.

We paid our bill, not before ordering Leigh her takeout or I'll be doomed, then we decided to head back to my office since I still have some work to do. She dropped me off, said our goodbyes and promised to hang out again soon. She also reminded me that she needs to meet my girl soon so she can embarrass me in front of her. Oh gosh, this girl is crazy! Yet, I still love her.

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I'm back at my office now. I just finished a dance rehearsal with Ariana and it's quite tiring. I've also done some paper works and asked Leigh-Anne to collect them. My body seemed so drained out but my mind is still active, so I think of other things to do. And as if on cue, I got an idea and immediately dragged myself out of my office and into my favorite room in this building.

As I entered my recording studio, I instantly felt how much I miss being in here. It's been a while since I was here alone writing and playing instruments. This place makes me feel safe and sound, like nothing else matters from the outside world, just me and the music. I grabbed my song book and went to sit on the leather couch. I wondered why I've been so motivated to write, like I have an inspiration or something. Do I? But what? Or who? Then suddenly, my mind shifted to that certain blondie. And then as if automatic, thoughts came flooding into my brain that I have to work my hand to write faster to catch up with my thoughts. 

The first time I saw her, I was captivated. Her eyes, her pretty face, the angelic voice, not to mention that gorgeous body of hers. She made me feel something I've never felt before. Her eyes, they're so blue like ocean, makes me wanna dive in it and stay there forever. She's so charming and cute, I want to just be with her all the time. It's like she has this pull on me, like a magnet, and I can't fight it. No, I don't wanna fight it, I'll gladly just let myself be pulled to her. And that pull, what's the best word for that? Hmm... Gravity.

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Hey guys! Sorry, I didn't update sooner. Things are getting a bit hectic for me at the moment. 😳😳 Anyway, here's a new chapter, although it's more like a filler. Again, I'm sorry. But I promise that the next chapters will be eventful. Haha! 🙊🙊😈😈 Please leave a comment, and vote if you liked this chapter. Thanks lovelies! 💋💋💋

- R xx