Fake Fiancée - Season 1 - Episode 32

5 years ago

Fake Fiancée - Season 1 - Episode 32

Ep 16-17

We had a few hours to settle in, but at six we were heading to meet the director of the movie Henry was filming – Peter Crosswire. And I think the other important cast members too. All I had done was check out the pool and our suite.
“What are you doing?”

I jumped violently and nearly slipped on the polished cherry wood floor. I turned to find Henry on the far side of the suite lying lazily on the king sized bed. Finally the guy spoke! Henry was alive!
“I was just admiring the view,” I answered, walking cautiously over to him.

Every step I took though felt like I was on a balance beam, mainly due to what Henry’s eyes were doing to me. I felt entranced. His eyes were focusing on my own, intense but pained and a little bit scared. I had no idea what caused him the pain or the fear though and I wanted to find out. Finally, I reached him and sat down on the bed next to his lying figure.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, tilting my head to the side. After telling me his secrets back atNewport, I felt like he could confide me with anything. Well I was wrong.

After a few seconds, he sighed. “Nothing,” was all he said, which made me irritated.
“There must be something going on,” I whispered. “Is it Arianne? April? Are you worried about them? We could call them …”
Henry sighed and shook his head. “No … it’s not them.”

“Well what is it?” I asked, my eyebrows furrowing. I then spotted his hand lying on the silk blanket, near my own. Tentatively, my hand inched closer to his. But when my fingers touched his, he drew his hand back quickly.
“Please Lainie … just don’t,” he said, his voice a little broken.

My eyes widened. What? He didn’t want me to listen to his problems? To care? “Don’t what?” I asked, feeling my voice rise a little bit.
“You don’t know … do you?”
I could feel my frustration and impatience rising. “Yes I don’t understand! Help me to understand! Why have you been so quiet since we had that tickle fight?!”

Henry looked at me, taking in my angry expression and my clenching fists. “Lainie … what I’m doing now is for the best.”

What? What was he doing? How could it be for the best? What was he on about? “What’s for the best?!” I nearly yelled.

Henry sat up and after a few seconds of silence, ran a hand through my hair. I jumped.Sparksflew from my hair to my head and all the way down to my toes. “You should get dressed. It’s nearly six,” Henry murmured.

I was outraged. So he wasn’t going to give me an answer?! Before I could say another word, he had gotten off the bed and was walking out the door. “I’ll meet you in the lobby,” he called.
I chucked his pillow on the floor. What was with him?! Why wouldn’t he answer my questions?! Was he scared? Groaning, I went to get dressed quickly and headed down to the lobby.

Steve and Henry were sitting on the baby blue sofa by the fountain. When they spotted me, they got up and we all headed out. Steve somehow had got us a limo again. Or maybe it was our personal limo our something. We had a good time chatting in the car, but mostly it was just Steve and I talking. Henry just made little comments here and there.

Whenever he looked my way (which was rarely), I would shoot him a look of evil. Quite pathetic really, but I really felt like doing it. We arrived at some fancy seafood restaurant by the beach. The restaurant was very open and smelled of the salty beach, which made it nice.

“Steve!”

The three of us turned in the direction of the booming voice. A wealthy man, (you could tell by his suit) about Steve’s age came forward towards us, grinning.

“Hey Peter,” Steve said, clapping the man on the back.

“Hello Steve! It’s nice to see you!” Peter exclaimed. He then turned to Henry and his smile became even wider. “And my my, Henry! I haven’t seen you in years! You look just perfect for the part of Cade.”

Henry gave Peter a polite smile. “It’s great to see you again, Peter. Thank you for the compliment.”

Peter then turned to me and took my hand and kissed it. That freaked me out a bit. “And this must be the lovely Miss Watson?”

I nodded and smiled tightly. “Just Lainie will do.”

“Enchanté! Come now, you must meet everyone else!”

I took my seat between Henry and a woman dressed in all white. She introduced herself to me as Leonie, the film producer of the movie. Apparently, a film producer is someone in charge of managing the expenses, organization and decisions of a movie. She makes all the decisions, so she was like the big boss. For me, it was kind of scary sitting next to the ‘big boss’. She had laughed at that and assured me that she wasn’t a bully.

Our first course arrived to which Peter scowled. “Hudson’s not here yet,” he said, looking at his watch.

“Maybe he got caught up in traffic?” Leonie offered.

“There’s hardly any traffic inCuracao,” a girl said.

I looked up at her and my eyes widened. She was actually an actress I knew, mostly because of my mother. My mother is envious of her looks and admires her acting skills – Veronica Pierce. She was around the same age as me, with long dark tresses, creamy skin, perfect full lips and a curvy body which could kill. Seeing her in real life made me envious, just a little. She was stunning and I felt like complete trash next to her.

What made me feel even worse was that she was looking Henry up and down. Even if Henry was my fake fiancé, I felt slightly … possessive? I didn’t know what was up with me. As she stared at Henry with something like interest and possessiveness in her eyes, I turned to him and la!d my left hand on his chest – my left hand, which held my engagement ring.

I saw her eyes flash to me and I stifled a laugh. They were piercing through me, as if telling me to back away. Back away? Henry was
engaged , and to me out of all people! This was too funny. I wiggled my left hand at her. She eyed my ring with disdain, and then her lips turned into an angelic smile. “You must be Henry,” she purred, stretching out a hand so he could shake it.

After eyeing her hand, he shook it slowly. “And you are?”

This made Veronica flinch slightly, but her smiling face didn’t falter. “Veronica Pierce, your co-star. We’ll have a lot of fun, I can tell.”
I bit the inside of my cheek at this while Henry raised an eyebrow. “I’m sure we will.”
My heart somehow fell into my stomach at his comment. I looked up to find Veronica looking smug and trying to engage in a conversation with Henry.

Little wench.

As I started to dig into my food, Peter’s voice suddenly called out, “Hudson! You’re here!”
Everyone from the table looked up to see the second most important actor in the movie. I vaguely remembered Steve explaining that this guy was supposed to be Henry’s workmate.
As I met the eyes of Hudson Miller, I froze. He seemed surprised to see me too, but then smiled, as if I being here was the reason to everything. “Lainie,” he simply said.
After composing myself, I grinned back. “Hey Keith.”