#imagine
As you regain consciousness from your deep sleep and your eyelids flutter open, they're met by a pair of gorgeous emerald green eyes staring into yours with a look of adoration. "Good morning beautiful," says Nathan, your boyfriend of three years, softly. A sleepy smile spreads across your lips and you stretch, squeezing your eyes shut and replying "morning baby." He kisses your lips gently before starting to get out of bed, but you grab his arm. "No... can we just stay here for a bit and cuddle? I don't want to get up yet," you plead, giving him your best puppy-dog eyes. He smiles and kisses you more deeply, his hands stroking the crook of your neck. It's a Sunday, so you can both stay in bed for as long as you want, and that's what you do.
Later that night, you're cooking the tea and Nathan's watching football in the room when his mobile starts ringing. As you stir the pasta in a pan, you overhear his conversation.
"Hey, Scooter, what's up?"
"Yeah I think I should be free, why?"
"Oh, okay sure. I can come now if you want?"
"Right, I'll be right there. And Ariana's coming too?"
You stiffen at the mention of her name. Nathan and Ariana recorded a love ballad together at Scooter's (Nathan and Ariana's shared manager) request, and Scooter seemed to be very keen on allowing the fans to assume that there was some sort of romance going on between them, even though Nathan was with you.
"Okay, see you soon."
You go back to stirring the food thoughtfully as Nathan enters the kitchen. He wraps his arms around your waist from behind and kisses your neck. "Listen babe, Scooter wants me to go in for a meeting tonight, and I said I could. I know you're cooking tea but I'll just have mine later. It sounded pretty important," Nathan explains.
Your shoulders droop and you turn to face him, the look of disappointment clear on your face even when you try to hide it. He cups your chin and looks into your eyes.
"Hey, cheer up, (y/n). I won't be gone long, I promise."
You force a smile as he kisses your forehead.
"Have fun," you say as enthusiastically as you can while you watch him walk out of the house, waving at you quickly.
You sigh and turn back to the stove, wishing Nathan didn't have to keep rushing off all the time at the last minute.
*Nathan's POV*
"Hiya buddy," I say, giving Scooter a quick nod as I enter his office. He nods back with a smile and gestures to the seats in front of his desk. Ariana is already sat there so I join her, giving her a smile which she returns.
"So you're probably wondering why I've brought you both here out of the blue," Scooter starts. "Well I won't keep you long, I just wanted to have a chat to you about something. You might have noticed that the fans have been creating a few rumours about you two after you did the duet, and although they're not true, I think we could use them to our advantage."
"How do you mean?" asks Ariana, just as puzzled as I was.
"The fans are saying that you two look good together couplewise, so I thought that maybe we could create a media relationship between you two. It's obviously causing people to talk more, and it's getting the duet more popularity which it needs in order to be a success. This would be purely for marketing purposes and nothing personal, but you would have to stop seeing (y/n) Nathan."
"Woah woah woah, hang on a minute," I say, trying to get my head around it. "You want me to lie to my fans and tell them me and Ariana are dating so the song can get publicity? You can't expect me to just end my relationship with (y/n), she's part of my personal life."
