Forced To Love

I hated him. He was loud, annoying, crazy. I didn't understand why Simon wanted us to fake date. Most likely to give the paparazzi something to talk about. But, also maybe to get me more popular in the singing business. But I didn't want to date Louis Tomlinson from One Direction. Even if it was a fake relationship. The main question is; Why am I being Forced To Love?


2. Chapter Two

"Hello, Zoey." Simon greeted, sitting at a desk. "Hello." I greeted. If you're wondering, Simon is the man that helped make me famous. I auditioned for American Idol awhile back when Simon was still a judge, and when I got 3rd place, he decided to give me a chance in the singing business. "Please, have a seat!" He said, motioning to a chair in front of the desk. I walked over, sitting down in the chair. "You're probably wondering why you're here." He said, and I nodded. "Well, I had an idea, but I'm not too sure that you'll be happy about it..." He said. I gave him a confused look. "Well, I wanted you to fake date a certain someone..." He said, trying to be careful with his words. My eyes widened for a second. "I swear if it's..." I started to say. "Louis Tomlinson from One Direction? Why, yes..." He said. "What?!" I asked loudly. "Now Zoey..." Simon said calmly. "No! I can't!" I protested. If you can't tell, I hate Louis Tomlinson. Ever since day one. He's annoying, loud, and crazy. I, Zoey Brooke, can not date Louis Tomlinson. "I'm afraid you have to.." He said. "But why?" I asked, trying to calm down a bit. "Publicity." He said simply. I rolled my eyes. "I'm going to need a better explanation than that." I said, folding my arms across my chest. He sighed, "Zoey, you need to become more popular in the singing business. Reminder that you only sold a couple hundred thousand copies of your album." He explained. I nodded, understanding his point a little bit. "So, I'd be using Louis for fame?" I asked. "Not exactly." He said. I sighed, "Fine. I guess I have no choice, anyways."
"That's the spirit!" Simon said jokingly, and I half-smiled. "Does Louis know about this?" I asked, and he shook his head. "I still have to tell him." He said, and I nodded. "Anything else?" I sighed. "That's about it." He said. I nodded, standing up. "Oh and Zoey?, you'll have to come with me tomorrow to see Louis." He said, standing up as well. "Perfect." I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes. He chuckled at my sarcasm. "I'll talk to Louis tonight." He said, and I nodded. We exchanged our goodbyes, and he left, and I went to go get changed. I walked into my dressing room, where I saw an impatient Stella waiting to know the details of what just happened between Simon and I. "What happened?" She asked the moment I stepped foot into the dressing room. "It's complicated.." I sighed, plopping down in a chair. "So? Tell me!" She begged. I gave in. "Simon wants me to fake date another celebrity for publicity." I said. "Who?" Stella asked, furrowing her eyebrows. "Louis Tomlinson from One Direction." I said, rolling my eyes. Stella squealed in joy. "OMG! You're going to be fake dating THE Louis Tomlinson?!" She said happily. I rolled my eyes again. "Stella, you know I don't like him. At all." I said. Stella giggled, "I know.. but why don't you? He's absolutely hot! Along with Niall, Zayn, Liam, and Harry!" You see.. Stella is like, a HUGE One Direction fan. I, on the other hand, hate them. But mostly Louis. I don't really have a problem with Niall, Zayn, Liam, or Harry. "Because. He's annoying, loud, crazy." I said, sighing. Stella rolled her eyes. "No he's not!" She said. "Yes, he is." I protested. "Just you wait! While you two are fake dating, you'll fall for him!" She said. "Oh, yeah? Wanna bet?" I challenged, smirking playfully. "Yes!" She said, laughing. "Okay, if I fall for Louis, which I won't, I'll buy you that car that you've always wanted since you were 16." I said. "Deal!!" Stella squealed, jumping up and down. I laughed, playfully rolling my eyes. "But I won't fall for Louis." I said. "Whateverrrrr..." Stella said, letting her 'r' breathe out longer. I laughed, finally getting ready to get out of this dress.

Louis' P.O.V.
"Louis, Simon would like to see you." Paul said, walking into my dressing room. I nodded, following Paul to a little spare room in the back of the studio. In the room, was Simon sitting at one of the desks. "Hello, Louis." He said, motioning to one of the chairs, signaling me to sit down. I walked over to the chair, plopping down in it. "So, I have an announcement to make." He said, leaning forward towards me, putting his hands on the desk. I spun around in the chair, considering it had wheels. 'I love these things!' I thought to myself. "What is it?" I asked. "I want you to fake date someone." He said. I stopped spinning. "Who?" I asked, confused. "Zoey Brooke." He said. My eyes widened. "Simon, I don't think that's a good idea..." I said. "Why not?" Simon asked, furrowing his eyebrows. "She isn't exactly a fan of me..." I said. "So I have been told. But, it has to be done." He said. I shrugged, deciding to just go along with the whole idea. "Fine, I'll do it." I said finally. "That's my boy!" Simon said, and I laughed. "I'll bring her by tomorrow to meet you and you guys can talk it over." He said, and I nodded. I stood up, after Simon said I could leave, and walked back to my dressing room. I plopped down on the couch, thinking about what I just committed to. I have to fake date Zoey Brooke. She hates my guts. I don't see how this is going to work out... especially since I just got out of a relationship with Eleanor. El thought that the distance would break up our relationship so, we decided it'd be best to call it off. I'm heartbroken about it, really. But, I guess I'll live. I guess I'll just have to live through this whole "fake dating" thing... I don't really have a choice anyways.
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