#fakedating

Fake dating, fem!reader

@foxxyhun @blueladys-world @imsiriuslyreal @navs-bhat @solshaven @epicy0n @stefansring @amara-mars

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

“Amerie, I should’ve told you.”  Quinni said as you entered the classroom. She was sitting on a table while Amerie and Darren were lying under a different table. You looked at Quinni questioningly, missing some context, but she just gestured to the table while going on. “Scooch” You said while crouching down next to Amerie, dropping your bag and crawling under the table with her and Darren. “Ahhh.” You nodded, “that thing.” Your face twinged up in sympathy as you looked over to Amerie. “Are you okay? I saw you storming out but uhhh that dude, Malakai, was following you so I thought you’d be fine? He seems nice right?” You pondered for a second. “Or did he do something? Do I need to beat him up?” It wasn’t a serious offer, but it also wasn’t not. “No, no, he’s fine.” She sighed.

“Who do you think is doing this?” Quinni asked, before coming over and wedging herself between Darren and Amerie. Making the space under the table even more cramped. She had a marker with her and excitedly scribbled on “Quinni + Sasha” with a heart around it. “OMG no way!” You exclaimed, while Darren urged Quinni to spill details. All of you, except for Amerie, were giggling excitedly, really happy for Quinni. “Oh!” She turned to you, extending the marker to you. “Here! You and Ant aren’t on here yet.” You probably couldn’t have resembled a deer in headlights more. With burning cheeks you took the marker and removed the cap, looking for a relatively empty space. Your mind was running a million miles an hour – what exactly were you supposed to write? Pressing your lips against each other you ended up copying Quinni, “y/n + Ant” with a heart around, and a few smaller ones around it for good measure. Amerie groaned before getting out from under the table, declaring she was never going to end up on the map again and that romance was dead. Eventually, she and Quinni came up with some stupid plan to not make Amerie think about anything sex-y for however long she needs it. You and Darren were not convinced.

paige bueckers x azzi fudd

summary: tensions between paige and azzi grow

a/n: im still tryna set the scene for all the fake dating stuff to take place, so bear with me. we will get there very soon!

word count: 1.5k

masterlist w/ part 1

Paige might not like Azzi, but she knew basketball, and she could appreciate the fellow guard’s precision and dedication when it came to the sport. It was the first practice of the season, and Paige watched from the sidelines as Azzi sank yet another 3 under Geno’s approving watch.

“Baller, huh?” Caroline wiped her neck with a towel, her gaze following Azzi’s movements.

Paige made a noise of agreement. “Her shooting mechanics are flawless.” She took a swig from her water bottle, swishing the cool liquid around in her mouth before swallowing.

“Paige? Complimenting Azzi? Never thought I’d live to see the day,” Nika chuckled from behind them.

This piqued Caroline’s interest. “Why? Do you guys have beef or something?”

“No,” Paige replied shortly, tossing a glare to Nika behind Caroline’s back. Nika just grinned. “We’re just…not best friends.”

“Paige freaked when she found out that Azzi chose UConn,” Nika informed Caroline slyly. “I think she’s jealous that Azzi’s so good that she’ll outshine her.”

Paige scoffed. “That’s the most untrue statement I’ve ever heard.” Although Nika’s reasoning would’ve held some substance a few years back, it meant nothing to Paige now. She was secure if her position on the team. She was the first freshman to win the Associated Press National Player of the Year, for Christ’s sake. No, her friction with Azzi was inexplicable, a result of the uneasy, tumbling feeling that drummed in her chest every time she saw her. Bad vibes, you could say.

“What’s untrue?” Azzi was next to them now. She used the bottom of her shirt to wipe sweat from her upper lip. Paige saw a flash of Azzi’s abdomen, flexing and taut, before her shirt dropped. She looked away, trying to ignore the buzzing feeling in her chest.

Nika looped an arm through Caroline’s. As the walked away past Azzi, Nika whispered in her ear, “Paige thinks you’re a hell of a player.” The two girls cackled as they left. Devilish duo, Paige thought.

Azzi’s eyebrows shot up, and she turned to study Paige’s face. “Oh, really?” She said, a smirk faint on her lips. Paige’s cheeks flushed, and she looked away without replying, embarrassed. “Can’t look me in the eye and say something nice at the same time?” Azzi stepped forward. “I’m starting to think I make you nervous, Bueckers.” Azzi was close now, so close that Paige could grab her waist if she wanted to. Not that she wanted to. But she could. If she wanted to.

Paige moved back, their proximity becoming too much for her to bear. “Your already big head would actually explode if you heard a compliment from me,” she derided.

Hurt flashed through Azzi’s eyes, but she quickly covered it up with a mask of indifference. “What’s your problem?” she asked coolly.

“Paige!”

The two looked to the left to see Geno impatiently waiting, tapping his pen against his clipboard. Without so much as a glance at Azzi, Paige brushed past her, knocking her shoulder as she walked past.

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“Maybe she’s on her period.”

Azzi was so tired she couldn’t even muster a laugh at Amari’s joke. “She’s always been like this. A total bitch.”

Amari rubbed her forehead. “It’s so weird,” she said thoughtfully. “Paige is so nice to everyone else. You sure you didn’t accidentally steal her girl or something?”

Azzi sent Amari a death glare. “For the twentieth time, I don’t like girls, Amari.”

Amari shrugged, giving her an amused look. “That’s what they all say,” she crooned in a sing song voice. Azzi affectionately rolled her eyes and gave her friend a gentle push.

Bueckers aside, Azzi loved UConn so far. Her teammates were the funniest people she’d ever met, and her fellow freshmen kept her sane. She was ready to win a national championship, to follow in the footsteps of legends like Breanna Stewart and Sue Bird.

The two girls sat in silence, with Amari typing away at her phone. “Speak of the devil,” Amari said. She looked up from her phone and gave Azzi an apologetic smile. “Looks like Nika and Paige are drooping by right now. Geno sent them to show us to the trainers’ room and get us started on recovery.”

Azzi groaned. The last thing she wanted was to go back to Werth. Practice had taken a toll on her - the team ran lines after every practice, which would be okay if Geno would just give them a set number. But no, Geno the sadist made them run until he felt like telling them to stop, and today he didn’t feel like telling them to stop for an entire half hour. Azzi’s legs felt like they were about to fall off.

“If I see the court, I think I might throw up,” Azzi whined.

Amari grinned, jumping up and offering a hand to help Azzi up. “Well they’re helping us get started on recovery, so it might help. Just try not to kill Paige in the process please.”

“You should tell her that,” Azzi grumbled.

The two freshmen met the two sophomores outside their dorm building. “Can you believe we used to live in this lowly place?” Nika nudged Paige, staring at the dorms.

“It was literally like a month ago,” Paige responded dryly.

“And now we’ve upgraded to our fine apartment,” Nika boasted. “The dorms are so ghetto. If you freshmen ever wanna escape this hell hole, feel free to come over.”

Azzi would definitely not take up Nika on that offer. If Paige saw her in her apartment, she might actually have a seizure, she thought.

The four fell into step, making their way back to Werth for the second time that day. Azzi didn’t know how, but she ended up on the very side, next to Paige. As they walked, their fingers brushed, and Azzi yanked her hand away as if it was on fire.

“Goddamn, I don’t bite,” Paige grinned, enjoying the uncomfortable reaction she got out of Azzi from something as simple as their hands brushing.

“I wouldn’t be surprised if you did,” Azzi shot back. “You’re like one of those little chihuahuas. They look harmless but they’re actually freaks with huge incisors.”

“Hey, I love chihuahuas,” Nika protested, but her words fell on deaf ears.

“Are you serious right now?” Paige’s glare was deadly. “I bet if you were a dog you’d be one of those ratty white ones with the eye boogers.”

Azzi gasped at that. Her reaction became even more enraged when Amari, who was supposed to be on her side, burst out laughing. She hit her friend on her neck. “Why are you laughing? It’s not fucking funny.”

Amari wiped at tears forming in the corners of her eyes. “She’s kinda right, Az. I could totally imagine you as one of those dogs.”

Paige beamed, a triumphant smile taking over her face. This was the happiest Azzi had ever seen Paige around her, and she was unsure of what to do with herself. They weren’t seriously fighting, like they always do, but were light heartedly bickering, the closest the two had ever gotten to getting along. It felt weird, but also…nice?

But any positive feelings quickly disappeared later on during the tour.

After recovery, they had somehow made their way back into the court. Someone had picked up a basketball, and before they knew it, they were playing a game of 2v2. Azzi was exhausted, but she loved spontaneous moments like this, where she was with a group of people who loved basketball so much they couldn’t help but play whenever given the chance.

It was Nika and Azzi on one team, Amari and Paige on the other. Azzi had the ball, driving it down, with Paige guarding her, when she stepped back and hit a jumper from mid range.

“That was an offensive,” Paige gasped, her hands on her knees as the ball fell smoothly through the net and bounced to the floor.

“How was that a foul?” Azzi furrowed her eyebrows as she fought to catch her breath too.

“You pushed into my torso,” Paige argued.

Azzi rose her eyebrows, insulted by Paige’s claim. “Are you blind? What’s wrong, Paige? Can’t accept the fact that you can’t guard me?”

Her words must have hit Paige’s sensitive spot, because the blonde’s expression turned from mildly annoyed to angry. “No, it’s the fact that you can’t shoot a mid ranger without getting the ball turned over. These are basic foundations of basketball, Fudd. You’re playing college ball now. It’s time to grow up.” Paige was all up in her face now, her cheeks red. Azzi wasn’t sure if it was from the exertion or from her frustration.

Noise roared in her ears. Her heart pumped furiously, and she felt blood rush to her head. Her biggest pet peeve were people like Paige, who were so arrogant that they had their heads stuck miles up their asses. “Back the fuck off, Bueckers.” They were in a staring contest now, heaving into each other’s faces. Azzi’s fists were clenched at her side, gripping so hard that the ends of her fingers were turning white.

Paige was the first one to step back, but she maintained eye contact as she did so. “Just because I complimented you once,” Paige gritted out. “Doesn’t mean you’re suddenly a perfect player. Get a grip.”

Azzi scoffed in disbelief. “Believe it or not, your opinion doesn’t matter to me, Paige. My life doesn’t revolve around one compliment you gave me. I know whenever I fuck up, but I also know that that was nowhere near an offensive.”

“Okay, I think we need to calm down.” Nika finally intervened, pushing the two of them apart. “It’s just pick-up. Both of you are overreacting.”

Title: All For Show

Description:

Joe Keery is known as Hollywood's Badboy. He's a badass. He's tough. He's hot. But he has a temper and a reputation. One that his manager Andrew is done trying to clean up. So he decided to do something drastic: hire a girl to play Joe Keery's Girlfriend.

Evelyn Jones is a rising star. She's got a successful show on Netflix and her fan numbers are building up by the minute. She has a reputation of handling anything Hollywood throws at her. The real question? Can she handle this next career move?

Hi, anon! I honestly didn't think there would be as many of these as there are so I was just going to find what I could, but then I ended up with ten of them. Whoops! (Also, I looked at all the fics with titles of Not Even the Gods Above and I couldn't find one where there's fake dating? So now I'm super curious which fic you mean...) Happy reading!

-Fake Dating Someone Else Fics-

When The Stars Come Out by BriaMaria / @briannamarguerite

Louis was about to reassure Harry further when Gemma bounded back over to him, slipping a hand around Louis' waist. Harry’s eyes followed the movement. And then that lip gnaw again. Christ. How was he supposed to survive this weekend?

He turned his attention to Gemma as her palm came to rest right above his heart. Laying it on a bit thick, dear. Or at least that’s what he hoped he’d conveyed with the simple tilt of an eyebrow.

In response, she went up on tiptoes and laid a noisy kiss on the hollow beneath his cheekbone. Louis didn’t take his eyes off Harry, who watched the scene play out with a blank expression. Once Gemma dropped back to the ground, Harry shifted away from them, his gaze dropping to his feet.

[Or the one where Louis pretends to be Gemma's boyfriend for her horrid cousin's wedding but fate is a nasty jerk and throws Harry in his way.]

Back From The Edge by sincewewereeighteen

“Guess my eyes are very blue.” “They are.” Harry agrees easily. “You’ve got beautiful eyes.” “You’re drunker than you think.” Louis snorts. “Why’s that?” “We’ve just met and you said I have beautiful eyes. Only people who are in love say that.” He points. “Maybe I am in love with you.” Harry points back, feeling very smart. Yep. Maybe he is drunker than he thought.

Or: the one in which Harry is a closeted actor who needs to do a PR stunt during his break, only he wasn't counting on falling for his beard's best friend. It gets messy.

Take Me Back to Where We Started by amory

Harry and Louis haven't spoken since they broke up four years ago. As boarding school sweethearts they once spent every waking moment together, but now they can hardly stand to be in the same room. When their five year class reunion comes around, both boys decide against their better judgement to return and (hopefully) have a good time.

The only problem is, they're both still hopelessly in love.

Starring Harry as the petty ex, Louis as the new James Bond, Niall as a boy genius and fake boyfriend extraordinaire, and Liam and Zayn as two friends just trying to make it out of this weekend alive.

Let Our Hearts Collide by crinkle-eyed-boo  / @crinkle-eyed-boo

“Liam is in a coma.” “Yeah, we can see that,” the father says, throwing his hands in the air. “God, this is the most depressing Christmas ever,” the blonde sister mutters. “His vital signs are strong,” Dr. Higgins assures them. “Brain waves are good–” “Brain waves?” the mother wails, taking Liam’s hand in hers. “Oh my God!” “How did this happen?” the father demands. “Um, he was pushed from the platform at the subway station,” Harry pipes up. The entire family turns to look at him, confused. Harry shrinks back, wishing he could have just kept his big mouth shut. “Who’s this?” the father asks, pointing at him. “Um, I’m Harry–” he starts. “He’s Liam’s fiancé!” Jade adds helpfully from where she stands by the door. Every jaw in the room drops, including Harry’s. Oh, shit. Shit shit shit. What?

When Harry, a lonely transit worker, saves the life of the handsome commuter he's been secretly pining for, an innocent mistake results in Liam Payne's family believing that Harry is engaged to their son. In the Paynes, Harry finds the big family he's always longed for...and a love he never saw coming.

A While You Were Sleeping AU

All Hearts Come Home For Christmas by PinkSeelie 

“Gemma, who the fuck is that?” Louis hisses as he watches her wave back with a big smile.

Her brows furrow for a second as she looks at Louis. “What? That’s my brother, you dork. Told you he’d pick us up, didn’t I?”

Well fuck. Apparently, Mr. Handsome over there is Gemma’s brother. And Louis is spending a week with him. Pretending to be his sister’s boyfriend. Shit.

(Basically: Gemma brings ‘her boyfriend’, Louis, home for Christmas and her brother is really hot.)

Harry, Did You Know (that your baby boy, is married to his best friend?) by tempolarriefics / @tempolarriefix

10 years ago, Louis and Zayn made a pact that if they weren't married by 30, they'd marry each other. So they do, as best mates do. Enter Harry Styles, who's new to town. He and Louis are immediately drawn to one another. Louis doesn't tell Harry about Zayn, because they're just friends (who are married.) Harry finds out on Christmas Day, Louis/Zayn's "anniversary".

aka a marriage pact AU with a twist

Feeling Hazy (In the Ballroom of my Mind) by dimpled_halo / @comebackassholes

The doors to the ballroom open and violin music fills Harry’s ears, his skin prickling as he tightens his hold on Liam’s arm. All eyes fall on him as he makes his grand entrance next to Lord Payne, Earl of Wolverhampton. According to the media, they’re the couple of the century, but little do they know they’re not really dating. Harry tugs on his collar, the tightness around his neck almost too much. He’ll never get used to being Prince of Cheshire. Not only are wearing his royal garments a pain in the arse, he also hates all of the attention it garners.

There’s only one person’s attention Harry really wants.

Being of the Jealous Kind by zita17 / @louisandtheaquarian

A-list actor Louis Tomlinson and his partner fashion photographer Harry Styles weather the storm that is Louis’ fake relationship with his costar in the lead up to this year’s Academy Awards.

Featuring a fluffy teenage meet-cute, an angsty wine drunk Harry melting down over pap pics, Louis habitually overusing the word “baby,” and cameos by a vintage Umbro sweatshirt, the peace ring, and one hell of a Larry hug.

Or the justice for To Be So Lonely fic. Based on the lyrics to TBSL and a prompt where “Louis has to fake date some celebrity, while his boyfriend Harry sits at home.”

candle wax and polaroids by orphan_account

"I could think of much worse ways, Harry. I look forward to meeting you when you aren't half naked," Louis teased, and Harry swore Louis glanced down at his bare chest.

Harry blushed, watching Louis shut the bathroom door behind him.

And that's how he met his sister's boyfriend.

or, gemma brings her "boyfriend," louis, home for thanksgiving.

Just To See That Smile by homosociallyyours / @homosociallyyours

It's Coming Out Week at university, and Harry's taken on a lot of responsibilities to make everything run smoothly. Finding his roommate's boyfriend attractive is making that a bit difficult, unfortunately. It might help if he realized that said boyfriend (Louis) is really just there to help said roommate (Liam) figure out if Liam's crush (Zayn) likes him back.

But that would make things too easy.