Foolish (James McVey)

Chapter 3

I turn around to see Lisa mouth 'good luck' holding her thumbs up as the door is shut behind us both.

A few minutes later, me and James were seated in a booth towards the back of my favourite restaurant... Nando's.

"Why did we have to come here anyway? This is so unhealthy." James sighs and gets his phone out of his pocket.

"Because this is the best restuarant ever. And one meal in here is not going to ruin all of this." I gesture to his abs and muscles that were easily visible through his thin white tank top. He laughs at my statement then puts his phone away.

"Right Eleanor. Let me just lay a few things down for you."

"Go for it." I shrug.

"During this fake relationship, I will only be affectionate towards you when there are paps around or we are in the public eye." I nod at his rule and then he carries on, "Don't be such a dork." I laugh but then notice his pointed stare.

"What do you mean?"

"You. The way you act, the way you dress, everything. Some of it needs to change."

I shake my head at his demands, "No, Joe said this is what the fans want. Someone like them." I remind him of Joe's wise words and he just huffs and leans back in his seat. He keeps huffing and puffing which is starting to get on my nerves.

"Act happy, fans are watching." James pushes a smile and leans across to place his hand on mine.

"How can you do that?" I ask, pushing a smile to make us look like we're enjoying ourselves.

"Do what?"

"Just flip to quickly."

"I don't know what you mean." He chuckes lowly to himself then removes his hand from mine and combs through his hair with it.

"Yes, you're being such a tool one minute then the next minute it's like you're a different person."

"All for the media babe." He winks and takes a sip from his glass of water.

"Course."

"Why so sad El?" I hear his mocking tone and just wave him off.

"Nothing."

"It is something, what is it?" I look up and see his face has softened and he is leaning across the table again.

"I'm just having second thoughts about this whole contract." I shake my head and put my hands on my face, until I feel James' strong warm ones pull them away.

"Hey, why?"

"Because it's all fake. If fans or the media find out they are going to hate me so much, and you too! Can you imagine what this could do to your band image? It would make you look like so much more of an idiot than you already are," I see his glare and quickly apologised but he just shrugged in agreement.

"I know how you feel. But it's only a few months." He replied softly.

Then almost as if he realised how nice he was being, he straightened his posture and folded his menu up, "What do you want then? I'll go and order."

I quickly tell him my order and he walks over to the counter.

Okay maybe James could be an alright guy if he stopped being such an idiot all the time. He was very attractive and I could actually say I was happy I was chosen to be his fake girlfriend. Ha! Maybe we could get along if he started to open up more, we could be friends through the next few months together. Who was I kidding, it'll never happen.