Fake Dating the Footballer
I hate football with every fiber of my being.
Ironic since I’m dating Wade Hunter a.k.a England’s most eligible player.
Oops. Fake dating.
Long story short, my longtime crush, Karl, came back from a mission abroad with a fiancée at his arm when I thought he was about to declare his love to me.
Humiliating, right?
Well, that's why I grabbed the first guy in the airport and introduced him as my boyfriend.
Surprisingly, he went along with the charade.
Even more so, he showed up at my door days later asking me to keep it going.
Dating a footballer, even if its fake, is the last thing I want to do while I'm nursing a broken heart. But when he said I could use this relationship to make Karl jealous, and win the feature contest at work, I signed on the three dotted lines and scored myself a fake boyfriend.
A fake rebound still counts, right?
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