𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝 | 𝐡.𝐬

𝐙𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐖𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝 never wanted to do this movie - especially not with him.
Harry Styles. Former boyband heartthrob, global superstar, and now... actor. This is only his second film, but the entire world is already watching. Zara's not just expected to work with him - she's expected to pretend to fall for him. On-screen, anyway.

The problem?
They already have history - messy, complicated, unforgettable history.

The movie? It's called Pretend.
Fitting, considering that's all they've ever done.

Pretend to hate each other.
Pretend they've moved on.
Pretend none of it ever meant anything.

But the more they film, the more lines blur.
Because every scene in Pretend feels a little too familiar - like someone rewrote their past and handed it back to them in a script.

What started as a role becomes real.
Too real.
And when the cameras stop rolling, they're left with something neither of them can run from anymore.

They were supposed to be professionals.
They were supposed to keep pretending.
But you can't fake the kind of love that nearly ruins you.