All Your Little Things

Chapter 2

HARRY'S POV

I couldn't believe a thing they were saying, how could this possibly help anything?! I gaped at our management team sitting in front of me.

"WHAT?!" I yelled in disbelief.

"We want you to date Taylor Swift, or at least pretend to," one of them answered as if it were the simplest thing in the world.

"Why?!"

"Because it would benefit the both of you. Her fans would become yours and vice versa. We've already discussed it with her crew and they've said that she agreed to it."

"Why would you do this behind my back? And I know for a fact that most of my fans would be angry, upset and disappointed. Taylor would definitely get a lot of hate too."

"Well the initial reaction would be massive but that would just bring more attention to the band and no publicity is worse then bad publicity. After awhile when everything dies down there are ultimately more pros then cons."

"I'm not in this for the publicity or attention! Why don't you guys get that? Oh wait, I know, you're just trying to leach the money off me. Well it's not going to work." I retorted, slumping back down in my seat. At that moment Simon walked through the door. After a look at my face I'm pretty sure he knew what was going one. I stared daggers at him, he was probably in on it too.

"Harry you have to understand, it may not seem like a good idea now but at the end of the day don't you want what's best for you guys. Trust us, we know what we're doing."

"Have you ever thought that I might be dating someone already?" I shot back.

Shock ran through everyone's eyes.

"Who is it, Harry?" Simon asked. A blush crept up my cheeks as a certain girl's face came to my mind. I shook my head, what was I thinking? She would never go for someone like me.

"No one." I mumbled. I don't think he believed me but he didn't push it.

"Please, make this easy for us. Who knows you might even end up liking her." He winked.

"You can't force me to start liking someone I barely even know."

"Just do this for the band. We're begging you."

"Fine." I grumbled. I didn't like this one bit. I had a feeling deep down that this wasn't going to end well for anyone.

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NIALL'S POV

My eyes scanned the latest celebrity gossip website reading the headlines.

"NEMI CELEBRITY SCANDAL?!"

Below it was a photoshopped picture of me and Demi holding hands, walking down a street. I don't even remember when that photo of me was taken, let alone actually spending it was her. Don't get me wrong, Demi's a great girl and I find her story really inspiring but I really didn't need this right now, or ever for that matter.

I was sick and tired of everyone jumping to conclusions. I couldn't talk to a single girl without her being my girlfriend. Or voice my opinions without being another egomaniac star. Over the year I'd learned to smile and nod for the camera. So I just had to get used to it. But all in all everything should be perfect, I was in one of the most famous boy bands of my generation. I was living the life. Every girl wanted us, our concerts were sold out all the way to 2013, interviews every week, platinum albums. We even had our own dolls for crying out loud! Everything should be perfect, but it wasn't. All the fame had its cons too. Like this Nemi rumor going around. I don't know how she felt about it but I hated lies, I hated when people spread untrue rumors around, especially when they involved me. I decided to clear this up with a tweet.