Brave Bold Belle (ft. Liam Payne)

Chapter 3 - The Jerk

So he and the same lawyer that made the changes before with me edits the contract one more time and Liam and I sign this time. I do this because I already signed before, I can’t refuse now that I met the other part of the deal. I should’ve been clever and waited to meet him, but that’s in the past now. I have to be responsible and deal with it.

After that, the lawyer leaves with a copy of the contract and my father says goodbye. I wish him a good day and Simon, Liam, Havi and I are left alone.

“I’ll be dealing with all you need. From your wardrobe to your transportations to all the events. During these six months there are a few premiers for different, including One Direction’s new film. The first premier you’ll attend with Liam is Clash, an action American film from another dystopia book. They did the main theme for the movie so it’s important. This will be the London premier,” Havi explains and I nod. “I’ll answer any question you have and I’ll be around at any moment. I’ll give you my number and you’ll be my first priority, so you can call any time.”

“Thank you,” I smile at her. I think this is too much, but I appreciate it.

“You can tell her if I misbehave,” Liam leans in and whispers and I’m about to slap him for invading my personal space like that.

He laughs at my reaction, at how quickly I jumped away from him. I don’t find it funny.

Havi hands me her phone and I give her mine. I also save Liam’s number and he saves mine. I notice he doesn’t even use my name, he just saves the contact as ‘girlfriend chick’. I still can’t believe I just signed to be his girlfriend for six months.

“Havi, take them to another room so they can talk and get to know each other,” Simon says and I turn to look at him. Do I have to spend time with Liam now? Why? Can’t it wait until it’s extremely necessary?

“Immediately,” Havi says all business like, and then she smiles at me. She knows I don’t want to do this.

Liam stands up and leaves first, without even saying goodbye to Simon. I look at him one more time and the CEO smiles sadly at me. “I’m sorry,” he says and I sigh. At least he knows I’m not doing this because I want to. And he knows it’s difficult. He’s also sorry because one of his clients is such a jerk.

I only nod and say goodbye, and follow Havi who’s following Liam. “I’m sorry you have to do this,” she tells me and I sigh.

“I’m sorry, too,” I say and she chuckles.

“If it makes any difference, he wasn’t like this before. I met him and the whole band when they just started. They were all such good kids. But it’s been four years and no one imagined a band like them would get so far. Many things have changed, even them,” the girl next to me tells me and I look ahead, at Liam’s back. I’ve heard before that fame changes people, I guess I’m seeing the proof now.

“I hope he doesn’t drive me completely crazy. I don’t want to kill him,” I say and Havi laughs.

“I’ll try to help you not to kill him,” she says and I smile thankfully at her.

Liam enters a room and soon we follow inside. It’s a regular room, with sofas, coffee tables, plants here and there, a coffee machine and a small fridge.

“Some of our artists chill out in this room. There are drinks in the fridge and food, but if you want something else you can call me. Also tea and sugar in the cupboards and well, you can see the electric kettle,” Havi explains and I nod. Liam is already on the sofa, making himself comfortable. I see him grabbing a remote and only then I notice the big screen on the wall. “Call me if you need anything,” Havi says and I look at her with desperation. I don’t want her to leave. “Sorry,” she mouths before she turns around and leaves us there. Just the two of us.

I don’t know what to do now. I don’t want to talk to him but I’m here. I signed this contract, I have to deal with this. So I take a deep breath and stand in front of him, blocking the view of the telly. He raises his brows at me but I just put my hands on my hips, trying to look intimidating. I’m short, but what I lack in height I make up for in presence.

“Let’s put the cards on the table, Liam. I might have signed that contract but I’m not your prostitute. I heard you saying that thing about good in bed and you can say goodbye to that thought.” He only raises his brows at me. “I won’t have sex with you and I won’t even like you. I actually despise you right now.”

“If you’re not a groupie, then why did you accept the deal? Why would you want to be my girlfriend? I mean, Simon didn’t even have to make a cast,” Liam questions and I roll my eyes.

“I don’t want to be your girlfriend. I doubt anyone in their right mind would want that,” I spat and his expression turns defiant. “I’m not doing this for you, I’m doing this because of my father.” His expression doesn’t show any sign of recognition. “The other man in the room that you just ignored. The man that was in a meeting yesterday when you stormed inside Simon’s office demanding for a girlfriend. I’m doing this to help my father, only because of him.”

“Oh, so your dad was about to get sacked so you accepted this to save his sorry arse?” Liam ventures and the humiliation is so much I want to slap him, but I don’t because in a way it’s true. I accepted this so my father wouldn’t get fired. Liam bursts out laughing. “Oh this is gold.”

“Shut up!” I snap but he keeps laughing. “You’re despicable. You have no manners, you’re rude. I regret signing that!” I exclaim and Liam stops laughing. “But I did sign it and I have to deal with it. That doesn’t mean I have to like you. I don’t.”

He doesn’t say anything.

“So if you only wanted a whore, you should’ve paid for one instead of asking for a girlfriend. I’ll only pretend to like you in front of the cameras so people won’t think you’re so insufferable that no one wants to be with you unless they are forced to, or paid to.”

He loses his cocky smile and now I smile at him, folding my arms, knowing I hit him where I needed to.

“I’ll do the best I can to make people think someone could actually be in a relationship with you, but I can’t be responsible for your actions. So if you go and are seen hooking up with other girls, you must know it’ll only make you look bad. I’ll be the victim, you’ll be the unfaithful jerk. If this is for your image, then look after yourself.”

Once again, he doesn’t say anything.

“Now excuse me. We don’t need to know each other. I don’t even want to know you so I’m leaving.”

And I do. I don’t want to be in a room with him. I don’t want to hear him saying offensive things again. I just want to be as far away from this place as possible and try to forget I’m actually in all this mess.

I pray to every god in existence that my father makes it this time because I don’t want all this sacrifice to be for nothing.

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Okay, next update on Sunday! If nothing gets in the way. Comment and vote if you liked it!

Bel, xx