A/N: Hey guys, it's getting to that very nerve-wrecking part of the story isn't it? The wonder of will LeFou tell Gaston the truth, well let's find out in Chapter 11. Here we go.

Chapter 11 - He's ...

The car ride on the way to the restaurant had been strangely quiet, the only sound between the both of us that of some singer on the radio and the occasional click as Gaston would turn his indicator left or right.

We arrived at the restaurant a few minutes later and I got out of the car, surprised to see we had came to Denny's, the place I was supposed to go to with Gaston later on and I looked up at the main entrance, remembering the last time I had been here with Adam and Belle.

It looked the same as before, the outside of the restaurant had a soft red carpet leading up to two double doors - they liked to treat their customers like celebrities for some reason - both of which were shaped like butterfly wings and had a small handle on the front to pull them open.

Gaston had walked me up the carpet, keeping a hand around my shoulder and we had quickly gotten inside, been assigned a table and were now just looking at our menu's, trying to decide what to have.

Well Gaston was, I could tell that by how his forehead was screwed up in concentration whilst I played about with my cutlery, chancing a quick look at my menu and taking a few deep breaths inside of my head as I tried to think about the past time to tell Gaston the truth.

I had decided that it was time to tell him after my strange hug and crying session with Tom, who had been sweet enough to just let me hug him and cry on his shoulder despite us not knowing each other really well, I felt bad for unloading on him like that but I hadn't known what else to do.

Especially not when I realised that this could be the last time I could ever speak to Gaston, I bit down on my quivering lip, trying to stop a fresh onslaught of tears and looked back down at my menu, not really seeing any appetising but deciding I should just order anything and eat it so I had the strength to speak to Gaston.

Gaston put his menu down that second, closing it over and leaning back in his chair, his legs stretching out and accidentally lightly kicking me, I turned my head away, blushing softly and trying to make it look like I was making a final decision on what to eat before I closed my menu over too and looked up at Gaston.

"..."

I had my mouth open, ready to start telling him when a young and beautiful blonde waitress with her hair pinned back high on the top of her head and what looked like five packets of make-up adoring her face.

"Hi there and welcome to Denny's, my name is Laurette and I'll be your waitress today" The waitress, Laurette batted her eyelashes at Gaston, leaning over slightly so that her small and very skimpy skirt rode up her backside whilst the top of her shirt showed a little more skin than was needed.

I wasn't very surprised to note that she completely ignored me, almost like I was a stain on the bottom of her shoe, what I was surprised about though was how Gaston seemed to just ignore her and looked straight at me, indicating for me to order first.

Laurette turned away from Gaston with a slight pout and looking very fed up whilst I smirked to myself, one point to LeFou for not trying too hard.

"Erm can I get the Chicken Bacon Classic please with fries and a large Pepsi please."

Laurette quickly wrote down my order, so fast that I wouldn't be surprised if it was just a scribble on the page before turning back to Gaston again and batting her eyelashes once again.

"What can I get you hot stuff?"

This girl was unbelievable, sure Gaston was hot, no drop dead gorgeous but she didn't exactly have to full flat out flirt with him in the middle of the restaurant, for all she could know he might be on a date with me, I knew he wasn't but that didn't mean she could just drop in and try to take him.

"Yes, I'll have the Slamburger please with fries and a side of onion rings with a large Pepsi."

Laurette took more time with Gaston's order and stayed still for a few seconds after, almost like she expected him to continue on with the order but upon seeing that wasn't about to happen, Laurette grabbed up our menu's with a little bit of a huff and walked away, telling Gaston that it wouldn't be too long on our food.

Gaston waited till the waitress was well out of ear and eye shot before he started to chuckle and imitate her, batting his eyes heavily at me and shooting me a seductive smile.

"Wow talk about desperate, I bet she probably hits on every guy who comes in here."

I blushed, not finding it fit to remind Gaston that our waitress had ignored me in favour of him but that might make Gaston think I was jealous of him which I wasn't, jealous of him, I was jealous because I couldn't currently be with him and okay I was slightly jealous of he looked all the time and managed to pull anything off.

Like right now, he was wearing a slightly baggy red t-shirt, dark black jeans, his hair was pulled back into it's normal ponytail and he even had the beginning's of a five o'clock shadow and he still looked perfect.

Me on the other hand, I had my hair tied back in a ponytail yes but it was already starting to come loose, I had bags under my eyes, partly from a little bit of lack of sleep and partly from crying, I was wearing a pair of blue jeans with holes in the knees and I was wearing a ratty old t-shirt with a few holes at the front and a picture of the Tardis from Doctor Who on the front.

Laurette came back over with our drinks that second, mine full of ice and with two straws in the glass whilst Gaston's was served to him in a Glass Tankard complete with a perfect Pepsi to ice combination.

Laurette placed the glasses onto the table, my glass making the table shake slightly whilst she made sure to take as much time with Gaston's as possible and even caressed his arm slightly before walking away making sure that her ass swung back and forth as she did.

Gaston just laughed again, taking a sip of his Pepsi and placing the glass down onto the table again before leaning back in his chair, crossing his arms softly over his chest and eyeing me with a look that almost seemed to read that he was trying to understand me.

"What? What is it?" I asked after a few moments of Gaston continuing to stare at me, beginning to silently wonder if I had said something on my face or in my teeth or if worse the word 'Faker' was currently tattooed across my forehead.

"Nothing" Gaston shook his head and leaned forward again, arms dropping away from his chest and instead he leaned his elbows slightly on the table, facing me, "So you said you had some sort of important information to tell me?"

Gaston cracked a smile, wide and full of laughter that had me pick at the bottom of my t-shirt slightly, oh god, if Gaston was asking me with this look on his face then that meant he obviously thought it was going to be something about our project for school, not what I was actually going to tell him.

"Erm..." I pulled my freezing cold glass up from the table, taking a long pull from the straw, still watching Gaston and not paying too much attention as I swallowed down the juice, coughing and spluttering a few seconds later.

"I'm fine, I'm fine" I coughed, putting a hand up to Gaston to stop him from reaching forward to clap my back and smiling back at him once I had gotten rid of the cough, "It just went down the wrong pipe."

Gaston laughed slightly, taking another drink of his Pepsi whilst I put my glass down onto the table again, wondering what exactly the best way to start this was.

"Gaston..." I took a deep breath, my face devoid of emotions and I noticed how the change in my emotional range had Gaston stop laughing suddenly and look at me with interest.

"I've been wanting to tell you this for about a year now... Well more like the last couple of weeks but I think I'd be best just to tell you this now." I took another deep breath, trying my hardest not to let my voice crack or my eyes to fill with tears again.

"I've been talking to you online for the last year now, it was actually kind of funny how it happened you see my phone sucks majorly and I was on Instagram when I clicked onto your profile and I kind of accidentally started following you but then you followed me back and sent me a message telling me you liked my profile picture."

I took a deep breath, noticing how Gaston was still staring at me but looked kind of confused and I sighed slightly, he hadn't figured it out yet but that would make the next part of this sentence a lot harder.

"Gaston... I'm LayMe2Sleep, you know with the to as the number two instead of the grammatically correct version of it."

I stopped talking, my eyes now on the very bare and bright table, too scared to look up for fear of what I might see but also wanting to take it all back or have luck on my side and make sure that Gaston hadn't heard me.

I looked up a couple of minutes later, staring at Gaston who's face was as pale white as a ghost and one of his hands were tightened into a fist on the table beside him.

"You... Your... You..."

"Yes I know it's a lot to take in but I'm still the same person Gaston, I'm still LeFou and..."

"You lied to me" It seemed that Gaston had finally found his voice as he leaned forward at last, his expression growing dark and his lips pulling up into a snarl, "All this time you've been constantly lying to me about everything, about the guy, about you really are."

"Gaston..."

"No. You don't get to fucking speak right now. Your just as bad as the other fakers, you befriend me and I let my guard down and tell you things I don't share with everyone, just people I trust and then you pull the rug out from under me and fuck me over. No, you know what LeFou or Lay or whatever the hell your name is, you're worse because I started falling in love with you. How dumb of me."

And with that Gaston stood up, pulling his wallet out of his pocket throwing forty euros onto the table top with no second glance or smile at me before he turned around and headed for the door, walking out of the restaurant and out of my life.

Forever.

A/N: Please guys don't hate me too much with this chapter, I couldn't stand it if you did, just know that I had to make this story like this with a reason you'll understand soon. Let me know what you think and not too much hate, I hated writing it as much as you will have hated reading it so bare with me guys I promise, it will get better :)

Until next time,

HeyAssbutt21.