*prologue* One word to describe being Niall Horan's girlfriend. Complicated. And it's not for all the obvious reasons you might think. I can handle the hate. I can handle the fans and I can handle having no privacy too. What's complicated is that he doesn't know the truth. One Direction's management hired me. I was hired to be Niall Horan's fake girlfriend. Right now you probably think I'm a real bitch. But you haven't heard the full story My name is April Banks. I was homeless. I might as well tell you out straight. I lived on the streets. I didn't have a penny to my name and had to spend the cold nights on wet, dirty pavement. That's why when I was asked to do it, I accepted straight away. They took me off the streets, gave me a home and gave me a totally different look. Then for the best part. I was going to be payed. Payed a lot. They were going to pay me a million pounds and all I had to do was pretend to fall for a guy. A famous guy. A month was all I had to last. In the end things didn't turn out so simple... -end-