Stupid, Crazy Love (Completed)

Prologue:

"Please, please, please, please?" Harry begged, on his knees and everything. Yup, the Harry Styles was on his knees in front of me, with his hands clasped together and lips in a pouty expression. His curly brown hair was flopping all over, which added to the puppy dog look he was going for. His green eyes were wide and hopeful.

"No! That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard and I'll just get more hate." I groaned out, leaning back on the couch and covering my eyes with my hands.

"But Rosie, I love you. Pleeeeeeeeaaaase!"

"Harry Styles. You stop begging this fucking instant." I demanded, trying to tune him out.

"Just say yes!" He grinned, jumping onto the couch and hugging me tightly. "It'd mean the world to me, love. Please!"

"Okay, basically you want to keep Caroline from getting hate so you want me to pretend to be your girlfriend that way all the hate will come towards me? Uh, lemme think.. No." I pushed him off me roughly, making him land on the floor. He clambered back up on top of me.

"You wouldn't get half as much hate as her, since you're younger. You know how much this means to me. The fans have been pretty accepting of you being our best friend, cause you're just so lovable." He pinched my cheeks, and I swatted him angrily.

"So basically I have to break up with Jason? Just to make you happy?" I questioned, amazed that he would be that selfish.  Jason was my long time boyfriend. I had been dating him since sophomore year, and two years is a pretty long time.

"No! I'm sure he'd be cool with it, I mean you have 3 months off before school starts again. By that time we'll have come up with a plan for you to tell your school friends!"

Dammit, why is Harry so good at persuading you into doing things you really didn't want to do?

"One condition." I gave in, pushing some of my light brown hair behind my ear.

"Anything!" Harry smiled, and I could tell he was about to jump up and down screaming 'yes.'

"You tell Jason." I sighed in exasperation, slightly annoyed with myself for giving in.

"Yes! Of course! I'll call him right now!" He started dancing like a retard, and I couldn't help giggle. "So you're going to do it?"

"Yeah, fine. I'll be your fake girlfriend."

Who knew that one sentence would change my life?