Speculations

Hayley Peterson, an odinary girl.

Harry Styles, not an ordinary boy.

Harry's got a 'player' rep that he needs to shake off. What's he to do?

Solution: Fake girlfriend.

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“Why don’t you like me?”

“Cause you’re a prick.”

“You don’t know that, you barley know me.”

“It’s a vibe you give off Harry.”

“Ohh” He looked down. “Well this is going to be akward.”

“More than it is now” I laugh slightly at my own comment.

“Will you errm well umm be my my girlfriend?”

I stare at him blankly. Is he retarded or something? “You force me to come here, I don’t like you and you just said yourself we barley know each other yet you want me to be your girlfriend?”

“My fake girlfriend.”

“Fake?”

“Like pretend”