Your look of disbelief makes me realize that you probably don't like the plan. I knew you were going to object, but at least I thought you would say yes in the end.

We have known each other for three years since we were put together in the band for xfactor. I have always had a good relationship with you, after all you are the only girl in the group and for me you are like a little sister. We all adore you.

I recently broke up with my ex, well, she broke up with me. For stupid reasons, she didn't like my fame, she didn't like me partying too much, and worst of all, she couldn't stand me spending so much time with you. But I want her back, so I thought we could pretend to be a couple to make her jealous and... you know, want her to get back with me. Sounds good, right? At least in my head it sounds good.

"Listen, we don't have to kiss or anything, just... hold hands, have the paparazzi take some pictures of us, have the pictures get to her and have her talk to me." I say, looking into your eyes, but you still don't say anything. "Is that okay with you...? Are you with me on this...?"