Book Of Lies | Jonah Marais

3 | fame

[Saturday]

fame is a poison

most would drink readily

despite the warning

of a slow

and miserable death

j o n a h 

Ugh. I have to meet Blakely.

I don't know why I need her. I don't know why they even picked her. 

Breathe in and out.

Three months. Three months. You can do it. 

The stupid incident ruined everything.

Every. Thing.

"I can't wait to see #Jolake together for the first time today!" Jack teased plopping himself onto the couch next to me.

I rolled my eyes.

"Jonah, you should be glad. She's 1. Hot and 2. She's an amazing singer." Zach said on the floor playing Fortnite next to Corbyn.

"Jonah, you should also be glad that she's willing to help you after what happened." Corbyn added.

I rolled my eyes again.

I don't need to be reminded, and I epsecially don't need her.

"Jonah, you better start getting ready. We have to leave for our meeting in a hour." Tyler said walking into the living room on his phone.

I got up from the couch and got ready for the day.

b l a k e l y

"Blakely, we talked about this on Thursday."

"Not about living with him! I can't do that!"

"C'mon Blakely, you haven't even met him yet! We have to make it look realistic!" Wes exclaimed.

"But how is it even remotely realistic if I just suddenly move in with him?"

"Well first you tell your fans you have been having a relationship on the down low for a couple months and are ready to be out in the open. Easy."

"Easy for you, you don't have to fake a relationship."

"Blake, honey. It's gonna be okay, it can't be that bad."

"Whatever."

KNOCK KNOCK

The door opened slowly.

"Mr. Reece, your meeting for 1pm has arrived." His assistant said behind the door.

"Let them get situated into room 249 and we will meet them there." Wes told his Assistant Kay.

She nodded and closed the door.

"Well, you ready to go meet your boyfriend?" Wes asked me smirking.

I groaned and took a deep breath.

•●•●•

"Wes, long time no see!" Tyler said and bro hugged him.

I laughed because Wes looked awkward since he doesn't do bro hugs. 

Wes and Tyler catched up with each other, while Jonah was standing in the corner of the room on his phone.

Jonah: a tall tan brunette with perfect hair, a sharp jawline and dark blue eyes. He has the body type of like a jock, which kind of suprises me since he's a singer and not an athlete. He looks like your typical highschool jock who all the girls swoon for.

I decided to walk over to Jonah to make some small talk to be nice.

Think positive. Think positive. Think puppies. Cotton Candy. Shawn Mendes. Dylan O Brien. Ooo. Okay you've got this. Deep breaths.

"You must be Jonah. I'm Blakely." I put my right hand out for him to shake.

"Hi." He said not removing his eyes from his phone or taking my hand to shake.

Well that's awkward.

I brought my hand back down to my side.

"So, how are you?" I asked to make small talk.

He didn't answer, his eyes still glued to his phone.

Aw hell no.

I walked up closer in front of him.

"What's so interesting?" I asked sassily.

His eyes finally unlocked from his phone and into my eyes.

"How about you leave me alone and I leave you alone. We only do what we need to in public but when we aren't, we leave each other alone." He proposed but more like stated.

"Oh really?"

"You're only helping me because I didn't get a say."

"Well I'm still helping you aren't I?"

"Well I wish you weren't."

I just stood there stunned.

This is the guy I'm going to have to work with.

This is the guy I'm going to have to live with.

This is the guy I have to fake a stupid relationship.

Sounds like three months of Hell.

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