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Iris Banks is a gaming content creator who would do anything to win the most important sponsorship of her career. She's known for being honest with her audience and not holding back from anybody. Sam Lee is in the biggest up-and-coming boyband in the world. But, he is continuously falling from grace. With alleged hookups, alleged drugs, and a lot of alcohol, he is publicly spiraling. After a run-in with heartthrob Lee, Iris decides he is the biggest asshole she's ever met. When a career-altering miscommunication happens, the boys need to do whatever they can to get fired from their record label, this includes breaking the most crucial rule. No public relationships. When Sam and Iris have an "accidental" reunion, involving far less vomit, more cigarettes, and all of the paparazzi, Sam finally accepts the opportunity to break free.
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Iris
"Sam Lee? What about him?"
"Well," the interviewer clears her throat. "You've been seen with him publicly, right?"
"Unfortunately. He threw up on my shoes that night. If you're wondering whether or not I ended up in his bed, then the answer is no. Vomit is a total turn-off."
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When I was asked to be the fake girlfriend of Sam Lee, I laughed in his face.
Until I was given an offer I couldn't refuse. Now, he's commenting hearts under my posts, and running with me from the paparazzi, hand in hand.
And I can't tell how much of it is truly fake.
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Sam
I needed her. Even when she was acting like I was the worst thing to ever happen to her, she knew she needed me too.
She had a motive, and so did I.
But every time her eyes meet mine,
Every time my hand slides around her waist,
I seem to forget what my motive was.
For me, I'm not sure it ever was fake.
"Let's make a deal." He offers.
There is no way in hell that I will make a deal with the devil himself. "I--" but before I could say anything else he pushed me against the side of his car, "I won't show the video of you dancing around your room naked if, you agreed to be my fake girlfriend."
Saying that I was shocked was an understatement. He wants to make me his fake girlfriend? Why Me?
"Excuse me?" I ask, attempting to push him away.
"You heard me. I want you to be my fake girlfriend." He said as his lips smashed into mine. Before I could do anything he pulled away. He walked to the driver's side of his car. He looked back at me and winked.
"Think about it." He smirked.
*****
Reed Summers is the type of girl you walk past in school. The girl you never notice. The girl who prefers reading fictional books in her room every night rather than being out partying like her two Best friends. She prefers to listen to bands than listen to crappy music by Justin Bieber. She's the girl who would rather watch YouTubers all day rather than be out shopping with her friends. And she would like to keep it that way.
It's Reed's last year of high school or in her words her last year of hell. Nobody really noticed her, well, except for her two best friends and boyfriend and she is planning on keeping it that way. But then her new neighbor A.K.A Mr. Bad Boy sees her dancing in her room butt naked. That's not even the worst part, the worst part is that he actually "recorded" everything.
Throw in some jealous ex-girlfriends, some typical high school queen bees, pizzas, coffee, blackmailing, a lot of food, a youtube marathon, anxiety attacks and what have you got?
Complete and utter chaos.
And how did this happen, if you may ask?
Because The Bad Boy Saw Me Naked.