"TELL ME EVERYTHING!" Demands Nina, as she drags me onto the plush cream couch, centred in our small living room.
"Okay well, I told him I didn't want anything to do with the photos and that he should say it was someone else or that I was nobody." I began. "But he said that, by doing so, it would ruin his reputation as some people believe that he is already becoming his character."
"Well, you're not the only girl he's been seen kissing since he got the role." Nina interrupts. I narrow my eyes to her as if to say 'you're not helping' and she catches on. "Right, sorry. Go on."
"Any way. He then proposed that we 'date' for a few months then break it off, and go our separate ways."
"Are you sure that's a good idea?" She asks. "I mean you're always saying that you want to be known for your own work. Your screenwriting. By doing this, you'll be known as Xavier's girlfriends."
"I know, Nina." I start. "But what else could I do. I can't ruin his reputation. Plus, people already know that it's me in those pictures and I'll still be known as the girl who kissed him. Besides now he owes me a favour. That could come in very handy." I say with a devilish look on my face.
"Okay..." She says sceptically. "If you think this is best. So, when are you announcing your 'relationship'?"
"He said that he needs to talk to his manager and that we should lay low for a while and when the time is right we'll announce it." My phone begins to buzz out of control again, as the notification from many social medias come through. "I guess I better put them on private and mute the apps. Otherwise, I'm going to get the biggest headache."
"Before you do, can you give me a shout out? I could really get my followers up." We look at each other for a second before bursting out into laughter.
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As the days passed, the news about Xavier and me only grew. There were people claiming that they saw us together for a second time, which is completely false, as I haven't seen him since we discussed the whole situation and other ridiculous news about me putting my social medias on privet which seemed to make people sceptical and flip out. Like seriously all I did was change my settings from public to private, that's not news. I've also caught a few cameras pointing my way as I walk down the street, on my way to Starbucks, the gym, the supermarket. Like seriously, who finds me shopping for apples entertaining? People need to chill. We haven't even announced our fake relationship or confirmed that I was the girl in those pictures, why are people already filming me.
As I sit down on my couch with a bowl of cornflakes, I continue to binge watch Gilmore Girls. I place my faded pink bowl down on the coffee table and pick up my phone to check my notifications. As I scroll through my home screen, my eyes catch on a text from Xavier.
Xavier 9:30am
Meet me at my house in an hour. Time to discuss our agreement.
I check the time on my phone to see its now 10:15 am.
"Shit" I throw my fluffy blue blanket off me and onto the floor. I have 15 minutes to change out of my unicorn pyjamas and drive to Xavier mansion. Yes, I know what you're thinking. 'What 19-year-old has unicorn pyjamas?' Well, stop judging, because heaps of people love unicorns and I'm one of them. I quickly change into black legging, a grey top and a pair of black flats. After brushing the gigantic knots out of my hair, I grab my keys and rush out the door.
When I finally arrive at Xavier's house, I check the time on my dashboard, only for it to say 10:45. Great. I'm late. I Jump out my car, lock the door behind me, and sprint up the stairs to the front door.
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