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Million Dollar Girlfriend

Day 1-part 3

"Hm, I just happened to be a lowly hobo a few days ago, and now I'm plotting to be your fake girlfriend and pretty much play your feelings, and not to mention, I'm getting a million dollars for that?" I thought.

"Well..." I started off hesitantly. I wasn't really used to lying. And also, what should I tell him? Obviously not what i was thinking before. I bit my lip, what to say?

He laughed and mistakenly took my hesitance as shyness. "Here, why don't we play a game of 20 Questions?" He was obviously trying to make it easier for me to open up and I pretended to shoot him a grateful smile for the act. Due to my lack of knowlage in modern games, I wasn't really sure what 20 Questions was, but inferred that the game was pretty much what it was called, just 20 Questions.

"Sure, you can go first." I shot him a mega-watt smile, touching his arm for a second.

His gaze fell on my hand and a smile danced on his lips "Okay, what's your favorite color?"

I drew back. I wasn't really sure. I never really thought about that. Well, if I needed Harry to ask me out or something, I needed to make a move, not just answering random questions. I needed many things in common with him and me. What was a favorite color? Dang, I had read about him pretty much all night, studying everything that was needed to know about him, but I seriously did not know his favorite color.

I knew that I probably took like two minutes thinking about just the silly and small question, and I noticed Harry look at me with a strange look. I needed to hurry! Uh...

"Hm...that's a hard one..." I muttered and stroked my imaginary beard, joking around about how long I was taking to answer the question. He laughed and I laughed a long. Good, stalling was working.

I sighed and gave up, I'd look it up later. My eyes landed on his loose fitting navy blue shirt. "Blue." I simply said, giving him my best smile.

"That's mine too!" he smiled back. Woohoo! Score!

For the next few hours or so, we cracked jokes and asked each other way more than twenty questions as we strolled aimlessly around, him showing me different places. "You know, April, I had a lot of fun today." He grinned.

I smiled back, my plan was working. "Me too."






Notes

Sorry, I didn't update sooner! My laptop was being evil and deleted the uber long chapter that i was writing! :( I just wrote a shorter version and I'll update again tomorrow. P

Comments

@Adrianna Bolt
Wow!
Update! !
I don't get the descripion. How is april a beard? I googled it and a beard is someone that pretends to date someone that is gay. And harry it is not gay
I heard about that and it was I think now 28 or something, please uodate
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