Bought By A Celebrity

Harry walked hand in hand with me to my car.


The media can spread news faster than a phone call can, and that's what scared me. I needed to tell Taylor, before she saw anything.


"Harry," I pulled my hand from his, sliding them both into my pockets once we reached my car.


"What?" He lifted an eyebrow at me.


"I need to talk to Taylor about this,"


A chuckle vibrated through his body as he showed his dimples.


"I don't care about her," he shrugged as he looked over my vehicle and a smirk found its way upon it's face.


His words somehow triggered a bit of anger in me, but the anger faded when he spoke again.


"The paps are watching us," he informed me in a whisper.

Oh God, not again.

I sighed as he walked closer to me. Two hands were placed at each side of my head as he leaned against my body, causing my back to hit the door of my car harshly.


I gasped at the contact and closed my eyes. I hated being that close to him, I hated him, to be honest. And I was being a terrible friend by kissing and "dating" my best friends ex boyfriend, the guy that caused her first real heartache.

But at the same time, I liked the feeling of his lips on mine. Not in a way that made me want him, I just craved his lips.


'I really need to find myself a boyfriend. A real boyfriend.' My subconscious interrupted my thoughts.


I wondered to myself how long Suzan would want me to "date" Harry, I wondered if they wanted us to be a serious couple and go everywhere together, or if they were fine with us going out with friends.

I really didn't have the strength to be in a 'serious relationship' with Harry.

He leaned closer to me, his breathing on my lips breaking me from my thoughts.


I sucked in a breath and tried to block out the feeling I felt and the thoughts that came with it.

His lips slowly brushed mine, in a soft and gentle way.

I heard flashes going off and by Harry's lips vibrating from a soft laugh, I knew he heard it too.


Taylor came to mind again and I wanted to push Harry away, but how would that have looked like to the paps?

Harry's lips pulled away from mine, making a deep breath escape my mouth, but he took the opening of my mouth as a chance to bite my lip as he gently tugged on it.

Just then, I had enough. Careful not to make a scene in front of the media, I gently pushed his body away from mine.

"I need to go," I shook my head as I reached for my car keys.


Once I found them, I unlocked my car and opened the door, but before I had the chance to slide into my car, Harry slammed the door shut again.

"Harry what are you doing?!" I raised my voice at him slightly, but regretted it as soon as I heard the "oooh"'s from the paps.


"One more kiss," he whispered with a smirk.


"Go fuck yourself," I barked as shoved his hand away from my door.

Furiously, I opened the door and got inside of my car, closing my door with a slam.

Harry stood outside of my car with a smirk, which I couldn't quite understand. How can anyone be happy if they are forced to be with someone?


Maybe he enjoyed it, maybe he enjoyed seeing me miserable, but anyone would be miserable with Harry as a boyfriend. Even if he was my fake boyfriend.

I sighed as I started my car, anxious to get away from Harry.

As soon as I drove away and he was no longer in sight, my anger took over.

I made my way to Taylor's house, when my thoughts took over.


How could I have allowed him to kiss me? Even for the media? How could I have enjoyed him kissing me? How could I have allowed Suzan to force me to be with him?

My thoughts got distracted by vibration in my pocket, which annoyed me even more.


I groaned as I reached for my phone in my pocket.


Taylor's picture flashed on the screen, and my anger turned into sadness.

Did she know? Did she hate me already?

I brushed my finger across the screen and held it to my ear.


"Cam," Taylor called for me in a happy tone.


I took a guess; she didn't know.

"Hey," I softly answered as I took a right onto her street.

"Come over pleeease," she begged me. I could see the pout on her lips.


"Already here," I giggled as I pulled up in front of her house.


She gasped and ended the phone call, in a matter of seconds the front door opened, and out came Taylor.


She rushed to my car and pulled me into a hug as soon as I stepped out of the car.

"Taylor," I gently pushed her away from my body, earning a frown from her.


'This is it, this is now or never.' My subconscious encouraged me.

"We have to talk,"

She gave me a small nod and walked back to her house.


I slowly followed after, not wanting to reach the house any time soon, not wanting to break her heart all over again.


She stepped into her house and stood by the door, waiting for me to walk in.

I slowly moved past her and awkwardly stood in the middle of the living room as she turned around with her hands on her hips.


I couldn't tell which one of us looked more scared at the time.


"Suzan phoned me yesterday, asking me to go see her today," I began as I walked to the kitchen.

I could hear Taylor's favorite pair of heels clicking on the wooden floors behind me.


"So?" She boredly asked.

"I went, and," I paused, chewing on the inside of my lip. "Harry was there,"

She lift her right eyebrow and shook her head. "Cunt," she swore under her breath.

Shit, Cambrie...


"Look, I'm going to be honest with you," I sighed.


There was no use in stretching the story out, might as well skip to the point.


"If I didn't agree to this, Suzan would have fired me Taylor," I looked at her confused face, hoping that she wouldn't be too mad at what I was about to tell her and hoping that she would understand.


"Do what?" She curiously asked.

"I'm kind of dating Harry now," I quietly spoke, but the words left my mouth so fast that I almost tripped over my own words.

She gasped, looking at me shocked.


I watched as her mouth close slowly whilst a frown found its way to her face.

"For publicity," I informed her. "We're dating for publicity. We're not really dating,"

She shook her head at me and looked down. I watched her as she stared at the floor for a few seconds, then watched as she wiped a tear falling from her cheek.


"Tay," I whispered as I walked over to her.


"Don't touch me," she slapped my hand away when I tried pulling her in for a hug. "Get out of my house, now,"

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