Fake Fiancée - Season 1 - Episode 36

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Fake Fiancée - Season 1 - Episode 36

So I had told Keith about the bet I had agreed to and he had laughed his head off. He laughed even more when I told him my plan to get the guys numbers.

It had been two days since Henry and I decided on the bet. It was awkward between us. For example, Henry and I didn’t sleep on the same bed. He decided to sleep on the couch
himself . I had been in disbelief and still was. Since when did dirty minded Henry not force himself onto the bed with me?

Anyway, we had organised a group to go on a shopping trip today, so we (mainly the girls) buy new outfits for Veronica’s birthday bash. She wasn’t coming on the trip of course; she preferred to shop with ‘non rejects.’ I couldn’t believe she had called me a
reject .

Most of our group was waiting for the last scene for finish before going. Including me, there were six people – Keith, Natasha, Clara and her boyfriend, Aiden, and Henry. Yes, Henry. He hadn’t wanted to come, but when he heard Keith was coming, he immediately decided to join us. I had asked Steve if he had wanted to come but he had said no (of course, because he was working).

“We’re finished!”
I looked up at the sound of Clara’s voice. Clara, like Natasha, is a minor actress in the film as one of the first victims of the serial killer. Henry and Keith were right behind her, with Keith trying to make conversation with Henry, just to annoy him I think.

“I haven’t been shopping in ages,” Natasha whined, her blue eyes wide. “And I am in need of a new dress!”

Clara frowned as we started heading towards Henry’s limo outside the building. “I was just going to wear a skirt with a blouse …”
I bit my lip to hide my smile. I would say something like that too and April would chastise me for not thinking ‘fabulously.’ And then, Natasha did the exact same thing as April would do. They would really get along.

It took fifteen minutes to get to the shops and on the way there, we chatted about random topics. We arrived in front of a large plaza, surrounded by cute boutiques, cafes and entertainment stores. We all agreed the boys should go in a group and hang out together, while the girls would go shopping for their outfits and then we would meet back in front of the Chinese restaurant to eat lunch, but Keith insisted on coming with us because he wanted to help us with dress shopping.

I laughed aloud at that and especially the looks everyone was giving him. Henry was shooting daggers at him, Clara was tilting her head to the side and looking like as if she thought she misheard what he had said, and Aiden’s eyebrows were raised impossibly high on his forehead.

Natasha meanwhile looked at him disgusted. “You perv!” she exclaimed, pointing a finger at him.

Her accusation made us all laugh harder (except Henry) while Keith turned just a bit pink. “What?” He asked with a little careless shrug. “Can’t I show my love for shopping?”
“You are just weird,” Natasha said after a few seconds. She sighed and looked away. “And to think I thought you were hot!”

Keith blushed even more while the rest of us laughed even harder. Natasha ended up letting Keith tag along with the help of Clara’s reasoning.

Clara, Keith and I were dragged us into heaps of shops by Natasha, but most didn’t sell a lot of dresses. They sold casual dresses, but we were looking for party dresses. And we ended up finding a large modern looking store which sold a lot of party-like clothes.

We headed inside we were immediately assaulted by a shop assistant, whose name tag told us her name was Belle. She descended upon us and gave us all a charismatic smile. “Hello there! Do you girls need anything?”
I snickered as Keith made a face. Belle hadn’t seen him.

“Yes please. We’re looking for dresses,” Natasha announced cheerfully.

“Dresses? Of course! Do you have a particular dress in mind?” She asked.

“I’d like a unique dress … maybe one with ruffles down the bottom,” Natasha said thoughtfully. “I don’t mind about the colours, just not brown or orange or yellow.”
“And what about you dear?” Belle asked Clara.
Clara shook her head and gave an apologetic smile. “I’m fine. I prefer to find clothes myself.”

“Of course, of course!” Belle agreed with a wave of her hand. She then turned to me. “And how about … oh! You were in OK! ”
“Excuse me?” I asked, totally confused as what she was talking about.
“Yes, that interview of Henry Parker and you! I’m so happy for the both of you! It’s such a pleasure to meet you Miss Watson.”
Oh. She meant that interview Henry and I had done long ago, when we had made up a story of how we met. “Um thank you and please, just call me Lainie,” I said awkwardly.
“Anyway, how would you like your dress?” Belle exclaimed, beaming.

It was funny how I wasn’t talented at all and yet Belle had recognised me. Here was Natasha and Clara who actually acted and they didn’t get noticed. But it was most likely due to the fact that both of them were minor actresses, not someone dazzlingly famous like Henry.
“Well, I want sexy but not slutty,” I ended up saying.

“Like a subtle sexy?” Keith suggested.
I clicked my fingers, impressed Keith had contributed. “Yeah!”

Belle gave me a mischievous grin, making me squirm a bit. “Impressing your man?”
My eyes widened and I didn’t miss the wink Keith sent my way. “No!” I exclaimed, a hot blush creeping up my throat. “Definitely not!”
“Whatever you say Lainie,” Natasha said cheekily. I glared at her because I had told her about the bet as well and now here she was making fun of me.

“Ok ladies, I will go and find some
beautiful dresses for you!” Belle sang in an impressive soprano voice. “Feel free to look around as well!”

Clara went off ahead to look for her own dress, while Natasha and Keith tagged along with me to the long rack along the south side of the shop’s walls. As I fingered the hem of a strapless flowing dress, Natasha hip checked me.
“Impressing you man hmm ?” She teased.
I rolled my eyes at her. “I already told you about the bet we made, remember?” I reminded her.

She shrugged as she trailed her zebra painted nails along a dress. “I know. I just felt like it,” she said. “And hey! Have you figured out what you’re going to make Henry do when you win?”

I blinked and realised I hadn’t really thought of anything. I had just been focusing on winning. “Umm … I’ll make him clean everything for once.”
Keith gave me a look. “Well that’s fun,” he remarked sarcastically.

Natasha giggled. “I know right! C’mon, Lainie! Think of the possibilities!”

“Yeah,” Keith said, frowning as he tried to think of a good idea. “How about making you breakfast in bed? I bet he never does that.”
Natasha waved off Keith’s comment before I could speak. Her eyes were large and sparkling. “No, no! How about a strip tease ?! I bet you’d love that !”