{Diane}I have never seen a frown on Henry's face, he is always so full of positive energy that the bitterness he had worn today scared me a lot.There were rumours that Henry likes me, even Harry had talked about it, but I had chosen to ignore everything, going on with the fake date. Now two brothers are not on good terms because of me, I pray Harry sort things out with him or I'm gonna die of guilt. "Don't worry, you can go back in to talk to him while I wait for my driver" I said to Harry, but he stared coldly at me like I didn't even speak English. "Okay" I mumbled. After a whole thirty seconds of silence, I decided to way something. "He's gonna listen to you, right?" I asked carefully. "Honestly....." Harry sighed and blinked "I don't know," He darted his head to the back "Henry rarely gets angry, but when he does....." Harry tightened his lips, trailing off. His incomplete sentence says a lot than a complete one. "I think he would understand, I mean he's your triplet brothe
{Diane}Henry likes me, but I'm fake dating his brother Harry who hates me. Henry thought I had a real relationship with his brother Harry so he got mad. Really mad. Now Harry wants break up the fake relationship because he does not want to hurt his brother Henry, what should I do? I thought about that all night and I'm thinking about it again. "How was your night?" Nelson asked me as he waited for me to get my things from my locker. "Terrible. My night was terrible" I replied truthfully and tiredly. "Why?" He asked concernedly. I slammed my locker shut. "Because...." "Ohmygod, it's Harry!"Yeah, I stopped talking when I heard a girl whispering that sentence to her friend...if that could even be called a whisper. "He is always so hot" Another one whispered as she walked passed me. "I wanna melt right now" I rolled my eyes with so much irritation that I feared my eyes would be falling off soon.I noticed the girls had their head turned to a particular direction and when I als
{Diane}The moment Harry finally agreed to continue the fake relationship, I suddenly ran out of ideas. I think it's the way he stared at me that caused distractions for me, I just couldn't think properly as I was so conscious of his deep gaze on me. "What?" I barked, meeting his stare. He examined me with his unreadable gaze. "How often do you bewitch people with your eyes?" I frowned, puzzled at his question. I could have just concluded he was joking, but this is not Henry, this is Harry. He does not make a joke or crack a smile. Some ways to differentiate the two identical brothers is their expressions and attitudes. "There's just something about your eyes....I don't know...." he looked deeply into my eyes. I cleared my throat, feeling a bit nervous with his intense stares. "We should be talking about how to make Henry believe you're in love with me" He blinked to unlock his eyes from mine. Oh, I can now breathe properly. "You've got everything planned out, right?" He que
{Harry} I called Diane's name after she had stormed off. She was obviously angry, I mean really angry. I hoped I'd be able to get to her in time and talk to her, though I still don't know what to say but I know I've got some explaining to do. Unfortunately, I was late. Diane had entered the car and was ready to leave and that was how I lost the chance to settle things instantly. After cursing under my breath, I strolled back to the house, feeling upset and when I saw Lena sitting on one of the armchairs, my annoyance increased. "What are you doing here?" I attacked with a glare. "I'm here for Henry. We have a project to work on" She revealed. I sighed and combed my hair backwards with my fingers "Why didn't you...." I shook my head, feeling more annoyed than I was seconds ago "Why didn't you just say that from the start?" "Because I don't need to?" She shrugged. "You don't need...." I scoffed, trailing off. "For fucks sake, Lena, you made her believe you're here for my d
{Diane} It has not been easy avoiding Harry for so long, but I tried not to give up. I had thought my hatred for the blue eyed, arrogant model would make the task so simple for me, boy I was wrong. So wrong. I shouldn't let Lena's presence bring up those crappy emotions inside me, but I couldn't control myself. I was bothered and that was ridiculous because I knew fully well that everything with Harry was fake and to make things worse, he is a playboy. He's had sex with different girls and dumped them after that. I sensed a male figure standing behind me and I breathed in. "Nelson, can you stop doing that? You're making me feel weird" "Nelson is gone" A husky voice replied and I froze. If that wasn't Nelson, then who talked? Slowly, I rotated my head to the back and I wished I hadn't done that as my eyes connected with Harry's dark eyes. In a flash, he was grabbing my waist and pushing me to the wall. I gasped at the feeling of his strong, warm touch around my waist. "Har
{Diane} Life can be annoying sometimes, especially during the times your wealthy, business father wants to you to date his rich friend's son for business deals. Seriously. For business. "I'm not interested in Thane Darko" I stated to my dad. He scoffed, looking very pissed at me "You are not always interested, Diane. You are not even interested in anyone!" "No, it's not like that, da—" "Then it's like what?" My dad vociferated, his eyes wide and dark at me. "Like what huh?" My dad half yelled, glaring at me. "You rejected all the good guys that wanted you, including Thane Darko. THANE DARKO!" The room fell silent, but that was only for five seconds. "Why do you keep turning down those good kids?" He questioned in a low, but angry voice. I didn't say a word to give him answer. Instead I toyed with my food, while he studied me with those angry eyes. "Do you have a boyfriend?" He asked out of the blue. "What?" The question came out in a whisper. "Do you
{Harry}The way Diane had stared at me when I entered the class was suspicious. It was like she had done something wrong and was scared of the problems she has to face in the future. Somehow, her gaze made me feel like everything was related to me. The girl can be an open book sometimes. I had to take the seat beside her to watch her more closely and maybe try to understand what her eye contacts were all about because I was sure as hell she wasn't staring at me because she likes me. Diane acts like she hates my whole existence. I don't like her too. She expects everyone to bow to her, to accept every of her bad habits all because she is a billionaire's daughter. I stared at her, watching as she chewed her soft lips, her big eyes filled with worry and her pen tapping slowly on her desk. The sound irritated me and just when I was about to speak, she turned her face to meet mine. My words died on my tongue when I saw those big hazel eyes. They had words hidden in them, I wished I co
{Diane}I stared expectantly at Harry, praying he says something, and not just anything, something positive, but my prayer was useless as he just sat there, staring blankly at me without saying a single word. "Harry" I called softly and blinked gently. "Won't you say something?" He still stared coldly, like he was a vampire. "Say something, Harry!" I was tempted to yell at him as I was getting impatient and frustrated. Harry raked his fingers through his hair and blew out his cheeks before getting up from his seat. What? "Harry, wha....wha..." I stammered, blinking repeatedly, but he turned his back to me like I wasn't even talking. "Wait, are you leaving?" I asked, careful about the volume of my voice since we were in the cafeteria. Harry was walking away from me without saying a word about my request. That....is the guy I wanna date? Wow. What a dick. I placed my elbows on the table and held my head in my hands, feeling dejected. It is either my dad sees a sign that I am
{Diane} It has not been easy avoiding Harry for so long, but I tried not to give up. I had thought my hatred for the blue eyed, arrogant model would make the task so simple for me, boy I was wrong. So wrong. I shouldn't let Lena's presence bring up those crappy emotions inside me, but I couldn't control myself. I was bothered and that was ridiculous because I knew fully well that everything with Harry was fake and to make things worse, he is a playboy. He's had sex with different girls and dumped them after that. I sensed a male figure standing behind me and I breathed in. "Nelson, can you stop doing that? You're making me feel weird" "Nelson is gone" A husky voice replied and I froze. If that wasn't Nelson, then who talked? Slowly, I rotated my head to the back and I wished I hadn't done that as my eyes connected with Harry's dark eyes. In a flash, he was grabbing my waist and pushing me to the wall. I gasped at the feeling of his strong, warm touch around my waist. "Har
{Harry} I called Diane's name after she had stormed off. She was obviously angry, I mean really angry. I hoped I'd be able to get to her in time and talk to her, though I still don't know what to say but I know I've got some explaining to do. Unfortunately, I was late. Diane had entered the car and was ready to leave and that was how I lost the chance to settle things instantly. After cursing under my breath, I strolled back to the house, feeling upset and when I saw Lena sitting on one of the armchairs, my annoyance increased. "What are you doing here?" I attacked with a glare. "I'm here for Henry. We have a project to work on" She revealed. I sighed and combed my hair backwards with my fingers "Why didn't you...." I shook my head, feeling more annoyed than I was seconds ago "Why didn't you just say that from the start?" "Because I don't need to?" She shrugged. "You don't need...." I scoffed, trailing off. "For fucks sake, Lena, you made her believe you're here for my d
{Diane}The moment Harry finally agreed to continue the fake relationship, I suddenly ran out of ideas. I think it's the way he stared at me that caused distractions for me, I just couldn't think properly as I was so conscious of his deep gaze on me. "What?" I barked, meeting his stare. He examined me with his unreadable gaze. "How often do you bewitch people with your eyes?" I frowned, puzzled at his question. I could have just concluded he was joking, but this is not Henry, this is Harry. He does not make a joke or crack a smile. Some ways to differentiate the two identical brothers is their expressions and attitudes. "There's just something about your eyes....I don't know...." he looked deeply into my eyes. I cleared my throat, feeling a bit nervous with his intense stares. "We should be talking about how to make Henry believe you're in love with me" He blinked to unlock his eyes from mine. Oh, I can now breathe properly. "You've got everything planned out, right?" He que
{Diane}Henry likes me, but I'm fake dating his brother Harry who hates me. Henry thought I had a real relationship with his brother Harry so he got mad. Really mad. Now Harry wants break up the fake relationship because he does not want to hurt his brother Henry, what should I do? I thought about that all night and I'm thinking about it again. "How was your night?" Nelson asked me as he waited for me to get my things from my locker. "Terrible. My night was terrible" I replied truthfully and tiredly. "Why?" He asked concernedly. I slammed my locker shut. "Because...." "Ohmygod, it's Harry!"Yeah, I stopped talking when I heard a girl whispering that sentence to her friend...if that could even be called a whisper. "He is always so hot" Another one whispered as she walked passed me. "I wanna melt right now" I rolled my eyes with so much irritation that I feared my eyes would be falling off soon.I noticed the girls had their head turned to a particular direction and when I als
{Diane}I have never seen a frown on Henry's face, he is always so full of positive energy that the bitterness he had worn today scared me a lot.There were rumours that Henry likes me, even Harry had talked about it, but I had chosen to ignore everything, going on with the fake date. Now two brothers are not on good terms because of me, I pray Harry sort things out with him or I'm gonna die of guilt. "Don't worry, you can go back in to talk to him while I wait for my driver" I said to Harry, but he stared coldly at me like I didn't even speak English. "Okay" I mumbled. After a whole thirty seconds of silence, I decided to way something. "He's gonna listen to you, right?" I asked carefully. "Honestly....." Harry sighed and blinked "I don't know," He darted his head to the back "Henry rarely gets angry, but when he does....." Harry tightened his lips, trailing off. His incomplete sentence says a lot than a complete one. "I think he would understand, I mean he's your triplet brothe
{Harry}My eyes stayed on Diane, following the way her spotless fingers adjusted her her clear, round glasses. She does simple actions with grace, and that fascinates me. It makes me wanna watch her all the time. She touched the tendrils from her high bun and gently brushed them off her face. "First question" She spoke with her light voice, grabbing her pen. "I thought you've got a plan already" I stated. She nodded, writing in the book. "Then why do you need to interrogate me?" I queried. "It's part of the plan" She answered, her face still pointed at the book. "Are you in love with me?" "What?" My heart skipped a beat at her question and I don't understand why it had to do that. "That was the first question" She said, lifting her face from the book to look at me "If we are gonna make this thing work then we gotta be honest with each other first, that will help us to be real in the public" She explained then returned her her eyes back to the book "So are you in love with
{Harry}"Shit" "That was the same word on my mind five hours ago" Diane said, pointing her small, first finger to my face. I tapped my finger nails on the table "Julia is a bitch" The words just came out. "A real bitch" Diane added, an unmistakable irritation in her light voice "She had told my dad some crazy lies just to make me suffer""But her lies are actually not lies" I pointed out the fact. She eyed me with annoyance."Don't give me that look. It's not a lie that you've got a fake boyfriend and you're giving him something in return to make him agree to the whole fake relationship thing" I explained to her and she bit the soft flesh of her mouth, hard. "So what are you gonna do now?" For reasons I couldn't even understand, I was worried about her, about how this whole thing was crashing on her. "He said he wants you to have lunch with us when he's back from his business trip" Diane informed. I understood that the 'He' in her sentence was her dad. "But before the lunch, we
{Diane}As I wore my silky night dress, I contemplated taking the waist beads off me. "Can I touch your waist beads?" I inhaled at that question that had come from him. It was a simple but it did things that are. Not. So. Simple to me. I folded my arms across my chest, vividly remembering how his impressive strong hands felt on my body when he touched my waist beads. Harry's hands were large, warm, moving smartly with that intriguing sensuality like they had their own mind. I groaned, shaking my head with my eyes shut tight. They are just waist beads, why do I have to connect them with my enemy? Why? I took the shiny beads off my waist, kept them safe with a sigh and climbed the bed to sleep, but I couldn't fall right into slumber no matter how hard I tried. I had come home feeling sad and the only person that cared to ask about my well being was Lia, Julia and my dad watched tv and laughed so loud, it was almost like they were mocking me for my inability to be happy like them
{Harry}What the hell am I doing? I am kissing Diane's skin. The good question should be; Am I doing the right thing? Hugging someone that hates me this way, and kissing her shoulder all just to comfort her and maybe find my own comfort too. No, I shouldn't be doing this with Diane. It's not good for the both of us, maintaing our strict relationship is what's best for us. I disengaged from the hug, it wasn't easy but I did it and I was glad that her tears had dried up or I would be tempted to pull her in for another hug and maybe kiss her soft, pouty lips. "I think we should go now" I said, grabbing my jacket. She absently bent her lips downwards, head tilted up to stare at me since I was taller than her even when she's wearing her sexy heels. With my jacket in hand, I directed my body to the driver's seat and waited for her to get inside the car. "I'm gonna leave you here if you don't get in" I threatened and at this point it was an empty threat. I wouldn't drive off, leaving