Max Irons Always Gets What He Wants

Chapter 5

CHAPTER 5

Georgette's POV

Jake's message sent me into a panic overdrive. What was I supposed to tell him? A part of me didn't want him to know; that part of me wants to bury all evidence and pay everyone to shut the hell up, but the other part of me was pushing me to just tell the truth. After all, if he found out from someone else, whom he already did, and believed it, the situation would be even worse for me.

What was the problem with me? Why did I even cheat on him? Why did I do this, knowing how much adoration I am developing for him? Why did I do this?

It was on simple sentence. A text.

Georgette, are you cheating on me?

I was tempted to reply with "No, I am not. I am definitely loyal to you, and I never would ever betray you."

I quickly erased that. Not only did it sound weird and wrong, I felt sincerely guilty and for once in my life, I was having boy problems equivalent to those that a stereotypical teenage high school girl had.

Yes, I am.

That sounded blunt to my ears, and harsh to my eyes.

I erased the message.

Look, can we talk about this when you get back? I really don't think it would be best for us to talk through text for something important like this.

Perfect. With a quick send I leaned over to place my phone on the coffee table and prepared myself to sulk and overthink, however, Jake had given my text a reply.

Look, you better have a good explanation when I get back.

I really couldn't afford to lose him.

That's it. I'm heading over there.

Max's POV

I'd say you just broke her heart.

He is the lead actor in my new movie, actually.

We're an engaged couple.

You shouldn't be on the phone!

I DIDN'T WANT THIS AT ALL.

I woke up to the sun creeping in through gape between the deep velvet blinds. Where was I? What happened yesterday?

All I remembered of yesterday was staring at Nicole through my eyelashes, watching her watch me, smirking at her, and then Drew's rude lesbian cousin.

What happened afterwards?

I'd say you just broke her heart. The phrase kept on ringing in my mind, giving me a massive headache.

Hung over. That word basically summed up my morning.

After taking a bath and making myself a cup of coffee, I realized that I was in my own hotel room. I sat beside the kitchen island for a while, trying to remember what the heck happened yesterday. As much as I tried, I couldn't.

I couldn't.

The ring of the doorbell caused me to groan as I quickly headed towards the front door. "Wait, stop ringing! Damn my head hurts."

Unexpectedly, Drew just barged into the suite like he was nuts. Okay, so, he really was nuts. But it was unexpected.

"Max, you better fix what you said to Jake and Nicole! Your words last night caused the little dispute you had into a major problem! It's all over the news!" Drew held out the palm of his hand towards me, offering a pack of aspirin. I gratefully accepted and started walking towards the living room.