Fake Dating Harry Styles

They said it would be easy, they said it would boost both of our popularity. They said it would be easy fake-dating one of 1D's heartthrobs. Little did I know I was going into a lot more drama than I thought.


5. Ch. 5

Today is the day of the big movie premiere. I'm going as Harry's date. This will be the first time the media will know about Harry and I "dating". I get my hair and makeup done by my stylist. I then put on a low cut, form-fitting black sparkly dress. I slip on my heels as I get ready to get picked up by Harry. I walk down to the lobby from my hotel after receiving a text from Harry saying he was outside. As usual, there was a swarm of paparazzi outside waiting for me. Harry greets me inside the limo after I hear a load of crappy things from the paps. I sit across from him. We don't really make conversation during the ride. We arrive at the venue. "Put your pretty smile on, and lets do it." He says. He gets out of the car smiling to the cameras, and then helps me out. His arm goes around my waist as we start walking down the red carpet. He leans over to whisper in my ear. "You do look stunning in that dress." He says. I laugh. "You're not to shabby yourself." I say. "Jenna, Harry, are you to official?!" One photographer screams. "It's official." I say with smiling. Hey, I can act just as well as I can sing. "Can you show us a smooch?!" He then asks. Harry looks into my eyes as our lips meet. Is it sad to say that I didn't feel it? I didn't feel the fireworks that you get when you have a true kiss. We pull away a couple moments later. We finish taking pictures. The premiere finally comes to an end. Harry and I get back into the limo, the rest of the boys following us. I sit next to Harry, awkwardly close. Louis then shifts over so he is closer to me. I can feel his eyes on me, staring at me. I finally arrive back at my hotel for the night. "Goodnight, Jenna!" The boys say. "Goodnight." Harry says pecking me on the cheek, which was weird since their were no cameras around. I walk up to my room, take off my heels and change into my pajamas. I see a text from Harry. 
Harry: you really did look amazing in that dress;) 
Me: thanks. You know, you might be handsome;) 
Harry: do you want to come to our recording session tomorrow?xx
Me: looking forward to it xx
I don't know how I feel. I feel like I'm falling in love with him, but at times he can be so annoying to me. As I usually do, I pour my feelings into my songwriting. I'm about to start recording my second album. I flop down on my bed. Did I actually have real feelings for Harry?

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