You had been dating Aiden for a few weeks now, holding hands, little kisses and hugs just to make his parents proud. You hated him in reality, and he hated you too.

You guys were outside, on the school field taking a picture for his Instagram account. When he’d taken it, he stared at it for a moment before typing.

”With my pretty girl, I love her.” As the caption. He’s really selling this whole fake dating thing, Mhm?