Fake Fiancée - Season 1 - Episode 7

5 years ago

Fake Fiancée - Season 1 - Episode 7

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“What are you doing?” I asked,
panicking. Had he noticed something?
Henry shook his head at me. “I’m allergic
to nuts, you pancake.”

He was? Since when?!
“No, no, you should eat it,” I tried
desperately.

“And make my awesome face swell?
Nice try, pancake.”

I watched, horrified, as Henry poured his
milk and Crunchy Nut down the sink.
Then, he started laughing hard, until he
nearly choked. “Oh god! Was this your
way of getting revenge on me?!”
Henry motioned to the frozen water in
the bowl while I turned away. Dammit,
why?!

“You are too funny, Lainie,” Henry said,
still laughing. “C’mon, I want to get
going.”

I was about to complain because I
wanted to finish my breakfast but then I
realised to wanted to see my plan B in
action. I giggled and followed him out of
the mansion.

“Tell me pancake, why do you look so
happy?”

“Nothing,” I replied innocently. “What’s
wrong with being happy?”

Henry just shrugged. As we reached the
garage, I immediately walked over to
silver his McLaren F1. It was a bit of
trouble, but last night while Henry was
sleeping, I had managed to shove
oranges in his exhaust pipe. I couldn’t
wait to see the look on his face when he
finds out oranges are in his baby’s
exhaust pipe.

“As much as we both love my McLaren,
we’re using the Ferrari today.”
I turned to him, panicking again. No
way! No way was I letting this prank
slip!

“But don’t you want girls swarming
around you and gushing about your
awesome car?” I queried. Please let him
say yes and get in the McLaren! I prayed.
Henry shook his head. “No way am I
parking my McLaren in the car park at
the beach.”

“But I want to go in the McLaren!” I
spluttered.

“No, now get in before I make you,”
Henry ordered.

I stomped my foot. Yes, I actually did.
Why wasn’t luck on my side today? First,
him being allergic to nuts and now him
wanting to drive his Ferrari!

I grumbled and hopped into the
passenger seat of the stupid red Ferrari.
*
* *
“Oh my god, it’s Henry Parker!”
I could hear squeals and whispers of the
girls on the beach everywhere. I could
also see the death glares I was getting
from his biggest girl fans.

“What is he doing with that trashy girl?”
“She’s probably just his cousin, don’t
worry!”

Whispers surrounded me as I walked
barefoot down the sand of Venice
Beach. It was then that I felt a strong
arm wind around my waist. Who could it
be other than Henry?

“HEY!” I yelled, attempting to remove his
arm.

“You idiot, we’re supposed to be acting
here, remember?” Henry whispered in
my ear.

Oh.

I had forgotten about that. So I let Henry
have his disgusting arm around my
waist until we got to the water. Henry
stripped off his shirt and left it on the
hot sand, leaving me there gawking. His
smooth, tan chest glowed under the
sunlight and his taut muscles pretty
much left all the girls on the beach
swooning. My eyes moved further down
and my mouth popped open. I was
right. He had a six-pack.

“Am I handsome or what?” Henry said,
grinning.

I snapped out of my phase and looked
up to find him smirking.

“I guess little pancake does check me
out after all.” Henry’s grin became wider.
“I do not! I was just … thinking about
something,” I lied. I hope my cheeks
weren’t pink.

“While your eyes were on my six pack,”
Henry retorted.

I stuck my tongue at him, not knowing
what to do, making him laugh. We raced
into the water together and I won,
which meant he was supposed to give
me a piggyback. Well, I said he owed me
ten bucks, but Henry said to do
something ‘cute’ for the witnesses on
the beach. Even though I didn’t want to,
I managed to sit on his shoulders. When
he stood up, I squealed.

I felt so tall! I accidentally said that out
loud making Henry laugh again. He ran
clumsily through the water making me
shriek, “Stop!” If I fell, I was going to
murder him.

I could see people taking pictures of us
and steam coming out of girls’ ears. I
smirked at them and felt like making
them even more jealous. Just for fun. So
I hopped of his shoulders and hugged
him … for a long time.

“Is this part of the act or did you want
to do this?” Henry whispered huskily in
my ear.

I rolled my eyes. “I just want to make
those girls over there even madder.”
Henry frowned and looked out towards
the sand where the teenage Barbie dolls
were sunbaking, watching us angrily.
“I can think of way to make them kill
you,” Henry said.

“Like what?”
“Like this.”

And with that, Henry Parker covered my
mouth with his.

Emotional Wreck
How dare he.
How dare he! I shoved Henry away and
he nearly fell back into the cool water. He
looked stunned. I was too, but unlike
him, I was flaring with anger. He was
just a statue, his golden brown eyes
wide as almonds.
I began furiously, “I can’t believe-”
Henry silenced me by putting his finger
against my lip. “If you want to blow up
at me, do it at home. Not here where
there are witnesses.”
I breathed in and out heavily and tried
to calm myself down. It worked … a little
bit.
“I can’t believe you had the nerve to kiss
me,” I hissed. “This is our first
appearance publicly and you kiss me?!
You think you can just have everything-”
“Pancake, just shut up,” Henry
murmured. “Why are you so mad
anyway? It was just a kiss. It’s not like it
was your first.”

He shrugged to show how unimportant
a kiss was. My cheeks burned and I bit
my lip, looking away. The truth was …
that kiss just then, had been my very
first kiss.
Unbelievable right? But sadly, it’s true.
That was why I felt absolutely furious,
humiliated and upset. Henry had stolen
my first kiss and I didn’t even like him,
for goodness sakes!

I hated him! He was a total jerk!

Henry’s face fell when he realised that it
had indeed been my first kiss.

“Oh.”
“That’s right, oh!” I said dramatically,
rolling my eyes.

I tried to make my face not too angry-
looking or else everyone would think
we’re fighting already. I left Henry there
and started wading through the water.
But surprisingly Henry was right behind
me.

Oh wait, it was no surprise.
We were supposed to act like a couple,
and Henry couldn’t just be left alone in
the water without his girlfriend. When
we reached the softness of the sand,
Henry put an arm around my shoulder
which made me feel like swatting him.
“Hi,” a high-pitched voice said from my
left. “You’re Henry Parker, right?”
Both Henry and I looked up to see a
curly blond haired girl in a skimpy red
bikini. She looked about sixteen.
Henry nodded at the girl. “Yeah.”
The Barbie doll ran up to Henry and
bounced on her heels, linking her arm
with his. “I’m Gabby! So like oh my god, I
can’t believe I’m meeting you! What’s it
like being a celebri-”

“I believe I haven’t introduced
my girlfriend, Lainie,” Henry interrupted,
smirking.

Even though I was mad with Henry, I
couldn’t hold back my snicker. The
snotty Gabby girl glared at me.
“Are you joking? She looks more like
your cousin or something!” She then
laughed.

Henry rolled his eyes at her. “Yeah
anyway we have to go.”
His grip on my shoulder tightened and
he pulled me along with him, making me
stumble. He ignored the shouting of
Gabby and when we finally ended up
where his Ferrari was parked, we dried
off with our towels from the trunk. I
ignored Henry the whole time.
Then, Henry cursed.

“Paparazzi, four o’ clock, get in the car!”
I nodded quickly and slid into the car.
Henry locked all the doors. The paparazzi
were yelling questions like ‘who’s the
girl?’ and knocking loudly on the
window, which made Henry extra angry.
But, wow, they were annoying!