Liar Liar Billionaires

32. High

Chloe, with her heart pounding in hope, sucked in some air and turned.

The man squinted his eyes at her, and her eyelids fluttered crazily as she hid her smart watch and headphones behind her.

“Why do you…?” A loud, frog-like belch interrupted him, and Chloe tilted her head in wonder at what was going on.

"Amir?"

Heavy laughter then followed. This laughter made his body dance as he pointed and said, “Chloe, you have three heads!”

"Uh?"

His fingers pointed to her feet. "And you also have a d**k! Oh!” He slapped his mouth to shut down his laughter.

“Amir…” She had an idea of what was wrong with him. “Are you drunk? Or… Or high?”

"I don't know!" This time, his laughter was louder.

With relief that Amir didn't seem to know he caught her doing something secret, she called, “Amir…”

“What?” He slurred, his puppy-like eyes shining with a worrisome glitter of dangerous fun.

"You are high," she said.

"Noooo..." He laughed again.

Chloe barely chuckled as she insisted, "Yes, you are."

"No... Ha! Ha ha! I am not…” Like a rotating compass, he began circling his head. "Oh. The world is moving, Chloe! It is moving!"

She set her device aside, turned off the running tap and briefly questioned why she didn't hear Amir approaching and opening the bathroom door.

If it were not this dazed version of Amir that walked in, things might have been bad.

Amir, who had now stopped rotating his head, staggered closer. “You…”

She stepped closer. "Me what?"

"You are..." He shifted, but his knees weakened. Chloe caught him before he could fall.

A smile on his bedazzled face, he used her support to gain balance. Once it was maintained, his hands moved, and this time, they dearly held her face.

"You are..." he exhaled. "Breathtaking." Softly came the word.

His other hand went to the other side. "So beautiful. And..."

"Amir..." She had no idea what to think. "You are high."

"I know." His eyes swam deeper in hers. "But I am being serious."

"Amir..."

A smirk followed. "I just want to see you happy, Chloe. You are most beautiful when you smile."

The low, cracking tone of his voice added to the little tension that settled around them.

And Chloe wondered why on earth it was her damn luck to be in such a situation. And she felt sorry to Amir, who clearly had emotions he was holding back.

“Oh!” Amir slumped into her shoulder. “I just want to party. Party!”

"No." She swallowed her thoughts. "You need to sleep."

Then his head came up. "Can I sleep here?"

"But-"

"Please." His eyes, despite being a little blood red because of whatever he took, were just so cute.

"Uh..."

"I won't touch your d**k. I promise."

Chloe laughed and nodded. "You can stay for the night."

Nodding uncontrollably, Amir turned and entered her room. Chloe followed him to make sure he wouldn't fall.

And he didn't. Until he got to the bed.

He carelessly crashed into it and lay chest down.

Intrigued, Chloe climbed onto the bed and sat beside him.

"Chloe?"

"Yeah?"

"Hold my hand, please," he croaked.

Smiling softly, she wasted no time and lay next to him in the little space left and did as he asked.

As a smile grew on his face, Chloe inwardly apologised to him.

Because holding his hand was the most she could give to him.

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NEXT MORNING…

Chloe felt him move.

But she was not ready to open her eyes.

Especially when she felt him shift closer so his face was barely inches away.

Then, his finger feathered upon a spot on her cheek, and he whispered, “I'm sorry. I did it to get it off my mind.”

After his presence disappeared from the bed, she stretched and pretended to be awake seconds later.

“Hey.” Her voice stopped him from leaving the room. She coughed away the croak in her throat and teased, “You were a drama queen last night.”

Amir smiled. "Good morning to you too."

“You know drugs are not the solution, right?” She asked as she sat up.

His face turned away. “I know.”

Chloe knew she had no place to ask, but she still said, “Why did you do it?”

"I had to get my mind off... something."

"Did that work?"

He sighed, rubbed his head, and with a gentle turn to face her, he answered with, “No “

“I see.”

"I was a mess, wasn't I?"

"Apparently, I grew a d**k on my leg."

"What?" he laughed.

"You were super weird, Amir."

'And in confession mode.' She said within her.

"Man, I can't believe this. So embarrassing. Thanks for letting me crash here, though."

"You are welcome."

"I-"

Her main door swung open after a quick knock.

"Chloe, we have a…" Gabriel frowned when he saw Amir. "What is going on here?"

"He got high and I let him crash here,” Chloe answered.

"You still get high?"

"No, dude," Amir frowned. "I clean the floor."

"So lame." Gabriel shook his head. "That response didn't even make sense. Anyway, some s**t is happening downstairs."

"What s**t?"

"Some cop freaks are claiming they have a warrant to search our house."

Chloe nearly blurted out a swear.

That immediately reeked of Markings’ stupidity.

"Search for what?" Amir asked.

"The shipment."

Amir was in huge disbelief. "And how do they know about that?"

"I have no idea. But we will be finding out soon."

Chloe felt a little dizzy.

"Chloe?"

"Yeah?" She looked up at Gabriel.

"You are coming too."