Pretend Girlfriend

Alec POV

“What are you doing?” I ask Aimee. I feel my heart shattering as I see Paul’s hands on her hips. Aimee is looking at me in shock, and I see tears forming in her eyes. A bit late for that, isn’t it? The damage is done.

“Get away from me”, she shouts at Paul that instantly takes one step back, making his arms flop next to his body. He looks at me shaking his head, As Aimee takes one step closer to me.

“Babe, he was forcing me”, she says, and I feel tears Rollins down my cheeks. I thought she was the love of my life. She was my first girlfriend, the first and only girl I have ever had sex with, and this is what I get? Betrayal? How could she do this to me?

“Don’t lie, you asked for it”, Paul says, shaking his head and looking at Aimee. I look at the two of them, and I feel like I’m going to be sick. I can feel my stomach turning. I would expect something like this from Paul, he is a wild card, he doesn’t follow the rules, he does what he wants, but I never thought Aimee would give in to him, I never thought she would have it in her to betray me like this, to make out with my best friend in our house, the house that I share with him. “We’re done”, I say, looking at Aimee, and she tries to grab my arm, but I pull away.

“He’s lying, and I would never. I love you, Alec”, she says with tears streaming down her eyes. How can she say that she loves me if I just witnessed her with her tongue down my best friends throat? Well, you regret this because you got caught.

“She’s lying, mate. You know I would never betray you like this. She pulled me into the bathroom saying she needed to talk about you, and then she started hitting on me, grabbing my junk, and you know I’m not made of iron”, he says, and I shake my head. I can’t hear this anymore. My girlfriend, the love of my life and my best friend making out in the bathroom.

“Get out”, I shout, looking at Aimee as I feel my body trembling. I look at Paul, that is looking at the floor embarrassed, as Aimee has her green eyes locked on mine. “I gave you everything for three years, and this is what I get?” I ask in disbelief.

I walk out of the bathroom to see a few people gathered watching the shit show that has become my life. Watching my girlfriend and best friend betray me. I walk past them while some of them shake their heads and give me a supportive nod. I avoid all their eyes, and I walk towards my bedroom, and I close the door behind me. I take a deep breath resting my back against the door, when I hear someone knocking. I clean the tears with the back of my hand.

“Mate, it’s me, let me in” I hear Paul’s voice from the other side of the door. But right now, he is the last person I want to see.

“Leave me alone”. I shout back, and he leaves. Paul and I have lived together since we moved last year to Oxford to go to university. We have been friends since we were four. We met at nursery, and according to my parents, we were glued to the hip ever since. He is the funny one while I am serious. He is the player while I was in a serious and committed relationship with Aimee since high school. She broke my heart today. I don’t think I will ever be able to move past her betrayal.

**** Ten years later ****

“Hey”, I say as I pull the chair, and Paul smiles. We have had breakfast every Monday since he got back to London. Paul has been living in America because his business is expanding there, and he needed to oversee everything there.

“How have you been, mate?” Paul asks as he raises his hand to get the waitresses attention.

“Not too bad, had a wild night last night”, I reply, offering him my cheekiest smile ever, and he shakes his head.

“Isn’t it time for you to settle down?” he asks, and I can’t help but laugh at his remark. I understand we are in our late twenties, but life is too short, and I enjoy having my freedom and my cock sucked by a different girl every night. What can I do?

“Just because you found a girl that is worth putting a ring on doesn’t mean I have found one too, and I honestly am not looking”, I reply as the waitress approaches us and offers me a smile and a wink. I smile back as we order our breakfast and some coffee. She walks away, and I can’t help but watch her walk away, swaying her hips.

“She’s fine”, I say, and Paul laughs, looking at me shaking his head. How the roles have changed, I was the one always thinking about serious relationships and trying to find what my parents have, but hey, I got stabbed in the back, and I decided that maybe that wasn’t good enough for me. I like my life now, and I want my freedom and everything that comes with it, no responsibilities besides my work and my dog.

“You should seriously try and find a girl to settle down”, Paul says, drinking a sip of his coffee. I narrow my eyes at him and change the subject. “How’s Lilly and the kids?” I ask, and his eyes shine like a bright star. He loves to talk about his kids, and I have to say I love the little bastards. They are both my godchildren.

“They miss you”, he says, and I nod my head at the same time the waitress comes back with our plates, and she smiles, passing me a small piece of paper. I smile, and I see a phone number when I open it.

“Fucking hell”, Paul lets out under his breath, and I can’t help but throw my head back and laugh. I put the paper into my suit trousers, and I start eating my breakfast while we chat about the kids and how they are doing.

As I arrive at my office, my secretary comes rushing with my coffee, and she offers me a smile. “Sir, there’s someone here to see you”, She says, and I frown, looking at her as I take a sip of my coffee.

“Who?” I ask as I open my office door, and we both walk in, and she locks the door behind us. “He said he is a lawyer, and he says it is important”, she says, and I sit behind my desk, and I pass both my hands down my face. For fuck sake, who is trying to sue me now? I try and recall my last hook-ups and who would come up with a reason to come after me. I shake my head as she clears her throat.

“Did he say what he wanted?” I ask, and she shakes her head, saying that he said it was important and he would not leave without speaking to me.

“What’s his name?” I ask, and she looks down at her papers and offers me a smile. “Michael Myers”, she says, and I look at her raising one eyebrow, and she looks back down at her papers and then back at me.

“Are you sure he’s a lawyer and not a serial killer?” I ask, and she offers me a smile as she shakes her head. Okay.

“Fine, give me ten minutes to catch up with my emails and then send him in”, I say, and she nods her head, walking out of the office, leaving me alone to look at my open laptop.

I type his name on my G****e search bar, and he appears straight away. He is one of the most recognised lawyers in London. I frown, looking at my laptop while I read his webpage. He deals with a lot of rich people. People with as much money as me. Interesting.

“Mr Myers is here to see you”, Sonia says as she opens the door. I stand up, greeting him.