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HARRY was truly one of the most attractive men she had ever laid her eyes on. He was tall and stood at around 6 foot, he had luscious chestnut brown curls with bright piercing emerald eyes standing out against his dark features. He had a light stubble coating over his sharp jawline and the most rosy, plump lips. Harry wore these long black loose fitting trousers and this sheer black shirt which allowed Estella to admire all his detailed, intricate tattoos.
She admired Harry as he spoke in between eating, intently watching his hand movements as he motioned them the whole time he was speaking. She thought it was cute. Estella heard her name being called repeatedly, causing her to snap out of her trance. "Sorry?"
"I was speaking to you the whole time. Think you were having a little day dream." Harry giggles before ruffling his hands through his hair, he knew what she was doing and he liked it.
"I'm sorry. I was just admiring your nails, I love that they're painted black. It's good that your not afraid to get in touch with your feminine side, it's inspiring." She compliments him as she grabs his hand, trailing her manicured finger over the nail polish. Their skin to skin contact causing goosebumps to form on the back of Harry's neck.
"Thank you. I love to do it, it's fun. It does give me a sense of empowerment in a way." Harry explains as he twirls the spaghetti on his fork before placing it into his mouth.
"I could paint your nails sometime if you'd like." Estella offers, a smile creeping up onto Harry's face as he covers his mouth to finish chewing before he speaks.
"That would be great. I'd enjoy that." Harry exclaims, downing the rest of the champagne in his glass. He doesn't remove his gaze from the girl as he does this, causing her to look away for a brief moment from the intense stare.
"So Harry, what made you pick me to be your 'girlfriend'" Estella motioned with air quotes, earning a light laugh from Harry as he shifted lightly closer to her around the table.
"Well I had heard a lot about you online and when I seen you I thought that you would be perfect for the contract. You're absolutely gorgeous." Harry explained his answer to her question but she did feel slightly hurt by the fact that he didn't want to get to know her. It was kind of as if he was using her for publicity, which he was. It's not like she could expect him to actually fall in love with her and she knew this, she just had to keep reminding herself so that she didn't catch feelings for this man.
"That's kind of you. I had to admit I hated the whole idea of this contract. I was away to start my hiatus for a short while because I've been working non stop since I was 16 but then you offered Lesley the deal and of course she couldn't say no. Her eyes probably lit up when she heard how much money you were offering me for each month."
"I know that it was a shock to you but I think this will be a good deal. We both get something very good out of it—you get more photoshoots, shows etc and I of course get the publicity I need to help kickstart my new brand."
"What is your new brand your launching?" Estella curiously asks, wiping the corners of her mouth with the red napkin.
"It's my own fashion brand I've been working on for 5 years now—I've put my blood, sweat and tears into this and I know I'm a billionaire but I want my publicity to be from people who are truly interested in the designs that I have created, I'm not going to buy my support because then it becomes meaningless and my work will have been for nothing." Estella loved Harry's ambition, it was something that she always looked for in a man. However, she did wonder aswell whether Harry would ask her to model. She hoped that he would.
"I'm sure that everyone will love it." She smiles to relieve his words, causing him to feel more hopeful about the future of his brand. "Oh also, what am I exactly meant to do as your fake girlfriend?"
"We will basically hang out any time that we aren't working. We will attend events, shows, the opening party for my fashion brand. Just basically have fun really—go out for dinners, shopping together. Anything so that paparazzi can see us together and from there we can create publicity for the brand."
"That sounds pretty simple. Do we need to like kiss?" She mentions, raising her eyebrow for an answer. She really hoped he would say yes, she would probably kiss him all day if she could. He was exquisite.
