Fake Fiancée - Season 1 - Episode 59

4 years ago

Fake Fiancée - Season 1 - Episode 59

It was twenty minutes later when I looked up at the small, blue clock on the wall of the hotel restaurant, so I walked out and made my way through the lobby to get outside to the parking lot, where Henry would most likely be.
I was wrong.

He was standing in the lobby looking as handsome as ever. I ran up to him and hugged him, surprising him and myself. His warm embrace was the perfect medicine. I was ridded of my anger and hurt over Natasha’s betrayal.
“Hey there pancake,” Henry greeted, sounding happy that I was all for PDA. “Let’s go, shall we?”

I nodded and followed him out of the hotel, but in my peripheral view, I saw the receptionist from before gawking at us, or more likely, my boyfriend.

Henry sensed my negative mood and stopped walking just as we reached the motorbike. I had been looking at the ground while walking so I bumped into his chest. “Sorry,” I mumbled.
His eyes, which had turned black in the moonlight, showed concern. “Are you alright?”
No, I was not alright, but I assured him I was. It looked like he didn’t believe me, but he didn’t say anything.

When we reached our hotel suite, it was eight-thirty pm. I wasn’t sure whether to tell Steve and Henry about the Natasha thing. After mulling over whether to tell them for a few seconds, I decided that there was no point. I knew that Henry wouldn’t date Natasha in a billion years and if his father tried to force him into anything, he would stick up for himself. How Mr Parker expects Henry to agree to his plan puzzles me. Henry has stuck up for himself and is more confident now.

I also knew that Arianne and April were away from harm. Part of Mr Parker’s sentence was to stay away from his family by a mile radius. I also didn’t want Henry to get into any fights with his father, or go to threaten Natasha. They weren’t worth it.

As I showered, I let a few tears escape. I wasn’t sad or angry … I was just a bit emotional. Everything was kind of overwhelming me at the moment. My life was a mess.

When I finally finished having a shower, I stepped out in my pyjamas and found Henry sitting on the bed, grinning foolishly. I wondered what was up with him. “What are you smiling about?” I asked suspiciously.

“Come here, I have something for you.”
I raised an eyebrow and crossed my arms. “Oh?”

“Please pancake!”
Hearing Henry beg and seeing his puppy dog face made me roll my eyes. It was unfair how he could successfully use his cuteness to persuade me into doing things. I clambered onto the bed to join him and sat cross-legged. I wondered what he had in store for me. A kiss? It didn’t seem likely because if that was the case, he would have done that by now.

He ordered me to face the other way, so I did, frowning. “Will you please tell me-?”
I then felt something cold on the base of my neck and looked down. Oh my god. He had bought me a necklace! Once he clasped it, his lips brushed my ear and I shivered.
“Do you like it?”
I nodded and fingered the chain. “Yes,” I whispered hoarsely. “Very much so.”

The necklace was a silver heart shaped locket with a rose carved into the front. I opened it gingerly and smiled at what I saw.

On one side, the words ‘Peanut & Pancake’ were engraved, and on the other, sat a picture of Henry and me smiling at each other, with Henry’s arm around me. It was the type of picture every couple wanted.

I was a bit confused about something. “When was this taken? Who took it?”
“Natasha did, at the filming studio. It was the day after we … confessed. She sent the picture to me.”

A pang of sorrow hit me when Natasha’s name was brought up, but I waved it away. “It’s beautiful Henry. Really.”

He grinned like a kid at Christmas and then added shyly, “Thanks. I wasn’t sure if you would like it.”

I gave him a kiss on the cheek. “Of course I would!”

We gazed at each other for a few seconds before Henry spoke up. “Then you’ll like this too!”
My eyes widened as he jumped off the bed to retrieve something from the drawer of his nightstand. Dear lord. Did he buy me something else too?

When he bounded back onto the bed, I saw that he was holding a red box with a strand of a white silk ribbon tied together in a bow. I eyed it warily. “Please don’t tell me there are tickets to go on an outer space journey.”

After his bungee jumping idea, who knew what he had up his sleeve? Or rather this time, in a box. Henry just laughed and told me to open it. I slowly unwrapped the ribbon and once it fell away from the box, I lifted the lid.

A sleek white cell sat there with its instructions and charger, earphones, a small pamphlet about social networking and games, a protection screen, a striped mobile phone sock and other little accessories.

I cracked a smile at my boyfriend’s thoughtfulness, but it was quickly replaced by guilt. I had accepted the locket, but now a cell phone? It was just too much. It must have been expensive too.

“Henry … I can’t take this.”
He blinked. “You don’t like it?”
“No!” I exclaimed quickly. Why did Henry always assume I never liked his surprises? “I do!”

Henry let out a sigh. “Just accept it. It’s a gift. I don’t know what to do with my money anyway. I might as well spend it all on you.”

I shook my head and looked helplessly at my brand new gift. “Don’t worry; I can get my own phone.”

After a moment’s pause, Henry said, “Fine. Consider it as an early birthday present.” I raised an eyebrow and caught his murmur. “Even though I’m still going to buy you something for your birthday.”
“You don’t even know my birthday,” I pointed out smugly.

“Actually I do. It’s the twenty-second of December.”

Henry smirked as he watched my smile fade. How did he get a hold of my birth date? My birthday was going to be a disaster. “First you know my full name and now you know my birthday,” I stated slowly. “Fess up, you’ve been stalking me, haven’t you?”

“No!” Henry looked offended.
“Facebook?” It could be a possibility, but my settings were all on private and I hadn’t befriended Henry yet, or announced that we were in a relationship, like everyone did these days. That would be awful actually. Everyone would be commenting. Anyway, I didn’t even use my account that much.
“I didn’t even know you had one,” my boyfriend mused.

I huffed. “Yeah, well I do.”
“Your uncle told me all the stuff I needed to know actually,” he explained as he was lying on the bed and casually played with my fingers. I looked down at him. “That’s how I knew what type of restaurant to propose to you in, what sort of engagement ring to buy you …”
“What?!” All this time, I had been under the thought that Steve had done all those things. Henry had even told me himself that my uncle had handpicked the fake engagement ring.
He continued on, while I sat there speechless. “You like elegant, but simple. Classy.”

“You bought me the ring? And you lied to me about it?!”

Henry blinked and realised his mistake. He smiled sheepishly at me. “I didn’t want you to think of me as a sweet guy back then.”
I’m not sure why, but I found something humours in it and laughed. Henry poked me in the side so I could stop, but I just kept giggling at his embarrassed expression. It wasn’t something you saw often. He cleared his throat and changed the subject so I would stop. “So do you like your gifts?”

“I love them very much. Thank you so much peanut.” I took his face in my hands and kissed him enthusiastically to show him how happy he was.

“Now you have a phone and we can call each other when you have to leave,” Henry murmured as his lips hovered above mine. He then rolled me onto my back and smiled angelically at me while I was frozen. I hadn’t been thinking about my epiphany I had about two hours ago, but now it all came rushing back to me as Henry’s lips trailed from my jaw and down to my throat. I then realised I was over thinking, and that definitely killed the romance, so I pushed the thoughts of leaving him to the back of my mind and concentrated on Henry’s presence instead.
Lainie’s locket