Prologue
AITAH (Am I the asshole) for hiring a gorgeous man to pretend to be my boyfriend at my sister’s wedding and now backing out?
Okay, so hear me out. The title sounds bad, but I have to back out!
Let me take it from the beginning…
My sister said I’m too ugly to find a boyfriend, and so I was DETERMINED to find a date for her wedding day. (Today, by the way…)
And I found him at the local bar. I was drunk, unhinged, f*****g blind and squinting from having chugged tequila and then I TOLD HIM EVERYTHING!
I told the guy that my beautiful sister thinks I’m fugly. Stupid. And way too lazy to keep a relationship alive(I leave dishes everywhere and blame my cat!), and that no sane man would ever want to be my boyfriend.
The man?
He was amused and agreed to be my fake date for the wedding. (again, this is happening now. In ten minutes to be exact!)
The problem?
HE IS WAY OUT OF MY LEAGUE!
I don’t remember much from our bar date. Like, I remember that he was THE MOST BEAUTIFUL man that I’ve ever seen and that I couldn’t stop complaining about my life and sister. Then when he texted me to remind me he is coming here, wrote his name and I googled it, I kind of almost choked.
My fake date is Dante Evans.
And who the hell is Dante Evans, you might ask?
Ha.
He is an actor. Like, the guy is a super popular actor who plays superheroes in movies. He is rich. Handsome. Funny and did I mention his abs?
ANYWAY, I HAVE TO ABORT THE MISSION AND DITCH HIM!
I texted him ten minutes ago, saying he can’t show up as my date, but Dante?
He called me an asshole and said that he is still showing up. That I can’t just cancel on him at the last minute when I promised there would be wedding cake.
So, AITHA?