Fake Fiancée

Chapter 26: The Truth

A/N: Thank you for everyone who is reading FF! Especially for the people who have voted for nearly every chapter!! I was kind of gob-smacked to be honest haha. Anyway, I hope you'll enjoy this chapter! Comment on what you like about it and what you don't? It'd be much appreciated :D By the way, I found the song on the side ('Please be careful with my heart' by Christian Bautista and Sarah Geronimo) and thought it matched Henry and Lainie somewhat :) And I love that song! Hope you like it too! xoxo

I situated myself in front of his face on the carpet and studied him. Why had he been drinking? Actually, what had he been thinking?!

I suddenly had the urge to push the little strand of hair out of his face, so I reached forward and did so. I felt him stir so I quickly retracted my hand. It would be so embarrassing if Henry woke up to find my hand caressing his gorgeous face …

“Peter?”

I blinked and realised what he had just called me. “Do I look like Peter?” I snapped, feeling just a teeny bit offended.

“Oh … Lainie.”

“Henry,” I started with a sigh. “Why did you drink? You were passed out! You looked like you came from a beach party in Miami!”

Henry’s eyes then snapped open fully. “I was asleep you idiot! I didn’t pass out! Plus, I'll have you know that Miami is very fun..."

I raised my eyebrow. Like I believed him! He had been known for getting drunk at parties in LA before, so I wasn't going to let his gorgeous persuasive voice change my mind. “And I’m the President of the United States.”

Henry rolled his eyes. “Not funny.”

“How do you explain the vodka bottle if you weren’t drinking then?” I asked, pointing to the empty glass bottle beside me.

Henry pushed himself up from the couch and rolled his eyes once more. “I only took a sip. Peter was here for while to discuss things about the movie. He drank most of it,” he explained.

“So … Peter’s drunk?” I asked, unable to imagine him walking tipsily around and shouting strings of profanities to random people passing by. Ha! That would be quite funny actually ...

Henry nodded. “He drank more than just one bottle,” he added with a wrinkle of his nose. I bit my lip to hold back my smile, because he looked adorable doing that. “He’s probably passed out in his hotel room right now. When he started getting drowsy, I kicked him out of here.”

“You really kicked him huh?” I knew he hadn’t meant it literally, but I couldn’t help but ask. I suddenly imagined Henry literally kicking Peter out of this very hotel suite (which looked rather ridiculous), even if it wasn’t the appropriate time to think like that.

Henry looked at me like I fell from Mars. “And lose my part of Cade Lionel? No thanks.”

It was silent then because I didn’t know what to say, and I was surprised Henry was watching me intently, instead of adding some other witty remark to make me angry. I then remembered the real reason of why I was mad with Henry, which got me all riled up. It was all about anger tonight. But instead of yelling, I stated calmly, “Henry, I am so pissed at you.”

He blinked from confusion of what I just said and finally realised what I was talking about. “I’m not very happy with you either, Lainie.” His jaw shifted, which looked pretty attractive but I mentally waved off that thought because I was supposed to be angry with him, not smitten.

I glared at him. “Because I’m hanging out with Keith? Why the hell does he bother you?!”

Henry ran a hand through his hair and wouldn’t look me in the eye. “Look, I’m not in the mood for this. Just … don’t hang out with him so much."