Chapter 2
We walked out of the dorms walking silently with Harry close by my side. I looked up to the skies to see that it was getting dark. Questions swirled around my head wondering what Harry could possibly want from me. As we entered the cofee shop, I ordered myself A peppermint Frappuccino and Harry a Caramel one.
Harry payed for the Coffee's and I didn't object, I mean hey, While we were In high School I was the one who payed for the after school milkshakes. I remember Harry promised me the when not 'if' when he becomes a successful millionaire he would pay for the drinks. He wasn't a millionaire now but he was getting there. I smiled at the memory as we took our seats In the Back of the tiny Shop.
"Okay so talk,” I said as soon as I sipped on the cold liquid clam my nerves.
"I have a proposal for you" He started off and I raised my eyebrow for him to continue.
"You know that me Caroline Flack are still secretly dating right?" he asked looking around to make sure that no one heard him.
I almost choked on the cold drink that I was currently sucking on. I spluttered the contents that where in my mouth and start coughing violently. Harry looked alarmed and started looking around for help his curls flopping from side to side. I waved my hand in his face so he could see that I was alive.
Once I was calmed down He smiled "Your face looked as red as it did in year 8 when your tampon fell out of you bag" He giggled. He actually started giggling. I gasped and leaned over the table smacking him across the head.
"I thought we agreed to never bring that up!" I whined slumping back in my chair. I remembered that day. We were in math and Harry decided it would be fun to throw my bag to his buddy’s while the teacher wasn't looking. They were throwing it around and conveniently one of my tampons fell out for the whole class to see.
"Sorry" he mumbled though he clearly wasn't that sorry
I rolled my eyes. "Whatever, and I cant beleive you’re still dating that old hag?" I stated"I thought you two broke up"
His smile disappeared "One she is not a Hag, and two that was just for publicity, Simon needed fans to think I was single" He shrugged.
"Okay so why do you need to talk to me for? Do you need advice on how to have sex with older women I mean come on Harry I’m just one year older than you Not 20."
"No I want you to be my Girlfriend" He said matter of factly. Again, I choked on my drink and started coughing vigorously.
"Harry you've gotta stop doing that" I said my breath still unstable from all that coughing.
"Sorry" He grinned sheepishly
"Okay I don’t get you, you tell me that Simon doesn't want you to have a girlfriend so you keep Caroline a Secret and you want me to be your what? 'Fake girlfriend' ?" I scoffed putting quotation when I said fake girlfriend.
"yes"
"yes?"
"yes, yes"
"Oh My gosh Harry what the Fuck do you want?" I asked as I started to be furious with his little games.
"I want you to be my fake girlfriend so that one direction is in the press and people are talking about us during our American tour” He said.
“Simon wants me to 'clean up my act'” He continued, "And he said that I had to get a girlfriend around my age real or fake he doesn't care. Why do I have to be the band slut? I don’t know.” Harry continued to rant and it was quite amusing
“He even insisted to choose a fake girlfriend for me, but I couldn't let some random girl know about Caroline and I.” He continued
“So, I decided I can trust you because you're my best friend in the whole entire world and since the fans like you, its a win-win situation." He finished with a confident smile.
I scoffed at this " What makes you think I will agree?" I asked, a confident smile matching his.
"Because you’re my best friend?" he tried
"Try again" I smiled at him.
"Because you love me?" He asked with a puppy dog look in his eyes.
"Im not gonna fall for that Styles" I said rolling my eyes again
"Because you can come on tour with us?"
"I- "what? I stopped to take in what he said.
"Tour?" I asked curiously as he grinned showing off his dimples.
"Yup, I know how much you love fashion and Blah Blah Blah and Caroline Watson our Stylist needs an assistant while we go on Headlining North American Tour blah blah blah." He finished satisfied with himself.
I sat back in my chair to consider my options either I go on tour with One Direction and be the assistant stylist and do what I love doing or I get a job at Starbucks Serving grouchy University student’s coffee. My options weren't very hard.
"Do I get paid?" I asked
"If you want" he said smiling knowing that He already had me. "So? Deal or no deal?" He asked laughing at his reference to a stupid game show that use to come on the T.V.
I slammed the table with my hand and smirked up at him.
"Deal".
He laughed and shook his head his curls falling in front of his face. I stood up proudly and tilted my chin out, a grin on my face. "you are now looking at Bridget Alice Stanford, One Direction assistant stylist." I looked at Harry as he stood up next to me.
He threw his arm across my shoulders as we made our way back to the dorms.
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