Faking Love (One Direction)

Chapter 4

I woke up the next morning with a smiling Harry in my face. I felt him breathing and I opened one eye.

"Styles, get the fuck away from me if you still wanna be able to have kids" I threatened and he backed away slowly. I was still really pissed off about last night. I looked over at the clock and saw that it was just past 6:30. I knew I had to get up but I still wanted to sleep.

"Avalon get up!" I heard Liam call. He always woke me up for school because he was always up. I was late a lot when he wasn't home.

I sat up and rubbed my eyes. "What do you want?" I asked Harry standing up and going over to my dresser to put on my glasses so I could see him clearly. He ran over and grabbed me around the waist. I could feel myself melting, but I tried to keep it together. "What the hell Harry?!" I protested once I got back to a normal state. I tired to push him away but he wouldn't budge, he was too strong for me.

"Practice" he said with a wink and cheeky grin.

"Harry c'mon I need to get changed into my tights and eat or I'll be late!" I said trying to shove him again.

"Ughhhhh" he protested. "Can't you leave school already? Drop out?" he asked me still not letting go.

"No Styles I gotta keep working so I could go all the way" I said to him letting myself melt into him.

"But you're already a great dancer! You can make it!" he protested. I rolled my eyes and tried to push him off again and this time he let me go. I flicked my hand indicating him to leave amd he did so after kissing my temple. He walked out and shut the door and I could still feel my skin tingling from where he kissed me.

I snapped myself back into reality and took out my tights, black leotard with the lace back, and my black skin tight dancers shorts with a hot pink band across them. I threw them on and ran into my bathroom. I quickly threw my hair up in a bun and popped in my contacts. I wasn't blind I could see but not as well as I should. I grabbed my coach tote that I used for a dance bag and ran downstairs. It was 7:30 and I had to leave in twenty minutes. I grabbed a scone from the basket and poured myself some tea. I sat down at the island in the kitchen and ate by myself until Harry came in and sat across from me. Why is he stalking me?

"Hey there's tea in the kettle." I said pointing to it. He got up and poured himself some and then made toast with neutella. He sat back down in his seat and looked at me with a questioned face.

"What's wrong?" he asked. He always knew when something was wrong with me and I was still really pissed at him.

"Nothing" I said a little too quickly.

"Ava. Something's wrong. Tell me" he said grabbing my hand. I gave him a grimacing look.

"I'm still really pissed at you.." I said just telling him the truth. I always did, well except for me liking him..

"Avalon! Really? Don't be mad at me! Please! I'll do anything!" he begged and pleaded.

"Ughhhhh.. Fine I'm not mad..." I said with a sore face and he kissed my hand, melting inside!, but I had an idea on what he could get me.

"I need new pointe shoes." I answered him "Mine are too broken in" I said standing up to put my mug in the sink.

"You got it! Today after school we'll go! " he said standing up and hugging me.

"Okay! Okay! Now let me go I need to go pick up Melissa!" I said pushing him away.

"Can I take you? I'm listened now you know!" he said smiling.

"Sure!" I said walking out of the house and into my range rover.

We got to Melissa's house and she looked so mad. She slammed the door and the only thing she said was "Hey Ava, nice to see you again Harry" and leaned against the window. Melissa was always bubbly and never shut up. Ever. Her short light brown hair was up and out of her face, which it never was, and her warm green eyes looked icy cold.

"Who pissed in your cheerios this morning Melissa?" Harry asked.

"Tyler.." she muttered under her breathe. Tyler was her boyfriend and he was a pshyco. Literally.

"Can you dump his sorry ass already?" I asked, almost begging, her. I hated Tyler. Like I seriously hated him.

"I did lastnight. He went to the movies with his 'friend'" she made air quotes around friend "Niamo and he kissed her. On the lips. With his fucking tongue." she said looking at me. I patted her on the knee and gave her a reassuring smile.

"It's okay babes, now you can make your move on Zayn!" I said wiggling my eyebrows. She smiled and I knew I got to her.

"Damn right!" she laughed.

"Good because he doesn't shut up about you.." Harry said from his seat. We laughed at what he said and we kept driving. We arrived outside the school and before I got out Harry pulled me back in.

"I'll be here at 4:30. " he said and kissed my cheek a little longer than usually.

"Bye Harry" I said stepping out and trying to keep myself from melting.

"Bye love" he said and winked. He drove away and I we still standing there.

"What the fuck was that Avalon?" Melissa asked turning me towards her and forcing me to walk.

"You have no idea what's going on right now" I said with my head down.

"Enlighten me" she said grabbing my wrist.

We walked to technique and I told her how I was his fake girlfriend and Selena and everything. She was in shock but she kind of understood what I was saying.

"Well your wish came true" she said as we stretched out on the floor.

"Um no? Channing Tatum hasn't shown up to my house and asked me to marry him yet" I said seriously and she laughed and hit my thigh.

"No! The one where you date Harry! Ava come on you've loved him since you met him. You told Louis and I" she answered back

"Yea but this is fake, it's just to protect his precious selena.." I said clearly upset.

"But you can pretend it's real when you need to fake it." she stated. It wasn't a bad idea but I would always know.

Class started and I spent the rest of the day on my feet with sweat dripping and switching from flat shoes to pointe shoes. I walked out with Melissa and then I noticed Harry leaning on his car. I forgot about him.

"Hey Harry" I said climbing into the car and waving goodbye to Melissa "Bye lovey! See you later!" I said blowing my best friend a kiss. I shut the door and literally sat there wanting to die. My ankle killed.

"Ready to go? You just need t- are you okay? You look like hell Ava" he said with a worried look.

"Yea just tired. I landed on my ankle wrong today" I said giving him a weak smile.

"C'mon we're going home we can get the shoes tomorrow." he said grabbing my hand and rubbing his thumb over the back of it. I nodded in thanks and we drove home.