CAPITAL LETTERS (Hailee Steinfeld's Fanfiction)

five

I was wishing for a BOYFRIEND not a husband.

Gosh.

What should I do now?

I should've escaped from here since the first time I got here. Damn! You're stupid, Hailee! What if the real Anastasia came?

I walked back and forth around the bed room looking for a way to get away from this big house.

"Ugh..." I threw my body on the bed. Still didn't change my clothes yet.

I suddenly heard thud voice came from the balcony. I heard it several times before I moved my ass to check it.

I opened the door of balcony and checking the situation.

"Pssst!!"

I heard someone's voice from down there. I followed the voice. It was Thomas. He was throwing pebbles to the balcony. I frowned.

"What's going on?"

"Go downstairs now!"

He ordered me. I followed his instructions.

I quietly went downstairs to meet him there.

I walked approach the guy who wore his plaid shirt. "What happened? Why you look like you're sneaking the house. You make me scared."

"Oh yeah? Are you enjoying your time, lady?"

His question made me frowned.

"I know you're not the real Anastasia Blaise right?" He said again. My heart beats fast. My hands are sweating as I busted by him.

I hold my breath a moment before speak up, "yes. I'm sorry. First, I am Hailee Steinfeld, not Anastasia Blaise. Second, I'll go explain Carlisle tomorrow. It was purely an accident. I was about to explained but he always cut my words,"

"It's okay. Listen, I wanna help you so you won't get caught."

"No, thanks. I shall end it tomorrow. I can't pretending anymore."

"You like him right?"

"Yah, but it's not fair. I'm not supposed to be the lady he is going to marry with."

"I think he loves you too. Not because he's mistaken you with his fiance. I know my brother. And I could feel it that he's falling in love with you, as personal."

"How on earth he didn't know Anastasia when she is his fiance?"

"Sshhh.. keep down your voice. Somebody might heard our conversation." Thomas looked around to make a sure nobody was hearing us. "Follow me!" He ordered me.

I followed his instruction. I carefully followed him from his back. We went to the beach. And it was so quiet in there cause it was already about 7 p.m.

Thomas explained me why he wanted to help me pretending as Anastasia Blaise.

We sat in the beach bar while having soda. He treated me.

"You know what? I was thrown out by my family since I was fourteen years old. I was jealous on Carlisle. He always praised by my parents. He is always being my parents' favourite son cause he is obedient and handsome. Ain't like me."

I frowned when I heard his accent. He speaks with American's accent very well. "You speak American-English very well more than your brother. I don't praise you because I'm pity on you."

"It's because I raised up there."

"Really?"

"Here is the story, when I was five I was watching a cooking channel a lot and it makes me want to be a chef. I told my dad but he doesn't like my idea. But I fought him. I remember he slapped me before I leave his house. I was fourteen. And I raised by my uncle in U.S. He taught me cook in there. Then, three months ago I just came back to Paris due to my grandpa's departure,"

"He hated your dream that much?"

"He isn't a type of supportive parent. He wanted his children to be the top executive of Paris Boucher corp., The name of my family's company. My deceased grandfather was the first one who builded it. I know, as the grandsons, I and Carlisle should preserving that heritage. Before my grandpa die, he was leaving a legacy. It told that his grandson deserved the heir. But there is a condition, married grandson which can only get it. My dad know that I'm not into automotive, so he gave the chance to Carlisle. My dad and my mom was searching a girl to marry with him quickly, so he can get his heir. And they picked Anastasia Blaise to be matched with my brother."

I nodded while I heard all the story. Now I got it. Anastasia Blaise and Carlisle Boucher was about getting marry for the heir.

"But he doesn't know who is Anastasia?"

"Right. They even haven't meet each other yet. I know from his driver, Sebastian, that my mom told him to picked up the girl who dressed with all blue colors in the airport. I think I know how he mistaken you."

I nodded again while flashback in my head.

"I'm afraid, you know, that he would marry the wrong woman. I'm afraid that the lady named Anastasia was just marry him so she can dominate the company later. It's not about the money. It's about my grandpa's remain. I want to keep it. But I know I can't."

I saw him in the eyes, he was serious with his talks. He's so pure.

"What can I do to help you?"

"Please, keep pretend as you Anastasia until my brother received the heir."

"Why do you trust me? I could be evil person."

"I believe you. I know.." he starring at me from up and down. ".. you're trustworthy. You just want love. Not money."

"Knowledgeably." I mumbled. Then sipped my soda.

"But I'm right, right?"

I licked my lip. I reminded of my wishlist number five. "Yes, you're right. But he doesn't love me for who I am."

"Believe me, he likes you. He told a lot about you to me."

"Seriously?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Yes. Hey, help me. Please?" He kneel down in front of me. I felt uncomfortable of his act.

"Stand up! What are you doing?" I sighed. "Alright, I'll help you."

He stood up when heard me agree with him. "Good."

"But promise you'll help me. I may get jailed for doing a crime. I wanna go home safely. I really didn't expect vacation like this."

"Don't worry, I'll help you. And speaking of vacation... I can be your tour guide." He smirked.

Thomas took me to Disneyland's Paris night show. He did it as the sign of debt of gratitude from me.

"Wow... It's fantastic.." I gasped while captured a video from my camera. I also captured Thomas for memories. His face covered by lights. "Hey, Thomas! Can you wave your hand?" I said while captured a video of us.

He waved his right hand while his left hand holding a hotdog.

"Can you share it to me? I'm starving."

"Sure." He feed me his food. He wiped the sauce on my lips.

He talked a lot of jokes. He's so funny and ridiculous.

He bought a mickey mouse and a minnie mouse hairband for me and him. Then started dancing through The Lion King's song. So ridiculous. My stomach hurt cause of laughing hard.

I think I more enjoy to hang out with him than Carlisle.

No, Hailee. Don't fall in love with him! You are her brother's fiance. Don't be a bitch backstabber!

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