I really hated this whole idea that Grettea had. I didn't need a guy to make me 'popular' again. I could do it on my own with my own talent. It's not like I fell off the beam on purpose. I didn't want any of this and I don't know why they are forcing me to do it either. 'Rue, what's the big deal? It's FAKE dating! What's your big issue?!' said the voice inside my head. 'The big deal is that I don't need some famouse boy band member to get me noticed again. I can do it on my own.' I said back.
Why can't I just do what I love? Why do I have to be noticed by the public eye? Why can't they just notice me for my talent, not who I'm dating? 'Okay, you'll be spending a lot of time with this lad. You can't fall for him. Not like that'd be a problem, but still. Nothing will happen unless it had to,' I said to myself over the radio. I'm just an eightteen year old girl. I'm not oblivious, I saw all the hate that any girl Harry dated got. I didn't know how this would help me.
I had finally pulled up to the driveway of my house and I had already decided that no one could know about this. Not my family, not even my best friend, Emmie. It had to be as believeable as humainly possible. I guess this is just what humans who are in our positions do. I wonder if Harry's going to tell anyone?
I pulled myself out of my new BMW 3 Series Coupe and locked the doors and climbed up the stairs to my apartment. I checked my phone and realized it was already 5:00 and I yelped a little bit. Sure, I may not like him, but I still liked looking presentable anywhere I went. I went into my bathroom and took a shower, washing my hair and body and just letting the water soak into my skin.
By the time I had finally left the sancuaty of my steamy shower, the clock read 5:30. I checked my phone and there was a text. 'From: Love Of Your Life, Harry ;D- Hey, it's Harry... What's your address?' That cheecky git.
My phone began to buzz as it sat on my dresser. It was a little after 5:30 now so I figured it'd be Rue. 'From: Rue.- I figured I'd be a little late so I was just going to drive myself... Where are we going exactly?' I frowned a little bit. I had hoped that we'd be able to talk in the car a little. I had just met her and I could tell she wasn't too fond of me. 'I was thinking we could just go to Franco Manca.. Is that okay with you? And it's fine if your late, I can wait... You sure you don't want me to pick you up?'
I decided that I would only tell Louis that this is a whole set-up. I had already put a bad image on the band for my foolishness.. I didn't want one of them to slip up and make it worse. This was all my fault to begin with. I can't believe that Simon, of all people, would agree to this! My phone lit up in my hand and I unlocked it before it had the chance to vibrate. 'From: Rue. That sounds fine to me. And I guess you can pick me up... I'm almost ready so I'd leave soon... It's 2465 Westeria Drive. It's about ten minutes away from the gym... I live in Apartment A, 112. Just buzz on the buzz thing and I'll let you up. Thanks.' Maybe she didn't completly hate me. I didn't want to push my luck so I replied a quick 'Okay, on my way, see you soon.' and grabbed my car keys to my Range Rover and left.
So, there's Chapter two. Thanks to Ivy for commenting and favoriting :) Sorry that this chapter is so short by the way, I wrote it in about 30 minutes so I just figured I'd add in a filler to prepare myself for the 'first date' chapter :).