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What do you do when you start catching real feelings for your fake boyfriend?

I don't know the answer to that question, but, I would probably lay around my room listening to sad music, moping. Read my romance books and try to forget the world. Then when forgetting doesn't work, go find someone to talk to.

"I'm sorry. I know you don't want to talk about Harrison but I needed to talk to someone about this."

I slouch down on the diner chair, fiddling with the straw in my drink.

"I feel like the more I get used to him, the more it's going to hurt when he inevitably finds someone else."

My eyes lift up to the pair looking at me. I awaited an answer.

"I don't know what to tell you," Harry says. I'm still surprised that he actually came. I thought for sure he would blow me off after the shitty way I treated him last time we talked.

B/F is good as being a supportive friend but she hasn't been that great in the advise department. She's much bolder than I am. So I figured if Harry still wanted to be my friend, I could confide in him like I used to.

"That sucks," he tells me, looking down at his empty plate.

"And I'm so mad at myself because I should have seen it coming," I rest my head in the palm of my head.

"If you thought he was going to just leave you, why would you stay with him?" It was a good question.

"Because, I think, deep down, I really do want to be with him." That was truth, and I would just have to come to grips with it.

"Even if he could leave you for someone else?" Harry questions and I nod my head. He sighs, slightly shaking his head.

"You must think I'm stupid," I say out loud.

"No," he tells, "a little crazy maybe, but I always knew that." He smiles at the end. I laugh with him.

"Are we good?" I ask, getting serious for a moment.

"Yeah, we're fine," Harry says.

We smile at each other.

"Y/N?"

I raise my head to see Harrison at the door. He looked between Harry and I, a questioning facial expression on his face.

My eyes snap back to Harry.

"You should talk to him. Want me to wait?" Harry asks.

"Uh, no. Thanks for meeting with me." I stand up getting my stuff ready.

"No problem."

I place some money on the table and walk outside with Harrison.

"Hey I know I kind of stood you up on Friday but what do think people are going to think when they see my 'girlfriend' cozying up to Harry?"

I was surprised by his accusatory tone. I stop walking.

"Well what do you think people thought when they saw my 'boyfriend' cuddling up with another girl at a pub?" I shot back.

His eyes widen for just a second. "How? Where did you—"

"B/F told me. She was there," I look up at him. I couldn't keep going on with this. "Harrison, I think we both let this go on for long enough," his whole demeanor changes to shock, "Harry and I are cool now and you clearly have girls interested in you."

"What are you saying?" He asks.

"This was always the plan, Harrison."

"What about coming with me to America?" Harrison points out.

"I'm not going," I simply state.

"But it's in the contract!" He's getting frustrated.

"Yeah, only if we were still together."

"We are still together!"

I shut my eyes for a second. My hands go to my hair. Why is he doing this?

"I can't believe you're trying to break up with me." He mutters.
I resist the urge to say that it's a fake relationship. "It's in a few days. You need to go. I still want you to go."

I let out a sigh. Once again, enticing voice. I couldn't possibly tell him I'm getting actual feelings. If I go on this trip I could accidentally reveal that. He wasn't going to take no as answer.

"I'll go if B/F goes."

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