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Authors: Heather C. Leigh
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I was with Adam to sell the nightclub opening for the Warren Hotel management. What they’re asking Drew to do isn’t all that different.
I rub my tired eyes and pull my laptop from my messenger bag. I need a distraction, and after last night’s showdown on the street, I’m sure there’s tons of stuff online to read. I check a few of the usual suspects and find I’m not wrong. There are videos, photos, blogs, articles. Drew’s outburst even made the front page of CNN.com. I read through them and all of them contain what happened with the handsy fan, and a few had snippets about our dinner at BlueSky Steakhouse but nothing more. I can’t believe Leah hasn’t called me.
My hands shaking, I type in CelebCast and wait for the page to load. There are ten articles on the first page. Six of them are about me and Drew or Drew losing his temper with the fan. I read the byline on one and my mouth gapes open. I feel my heart stutter in my chest. This can’t be. I click the link and hold my breath as I read.
Forrester and Tannen Have Post-Street Fight Blowup at Hotel
Following sexy actor Andrew Forrester’s violent outburst on the streets of Vancouver last night, sources say that tensions between him and his girlfriend, daughter of Hollywood royalty Sydney Tannen, bubbled over and caused a heated argument in their hotel room. Apparently, trouble has been brewing in paradise ever since the two went public at Forrester’s movie premiere in March where Tannen was attacked by a crazy fan from her past.
An insider reports that the couple’s relationship is strained since Tannen’s recent panic attack, leading Forrester to hire more burly bodyguards to protect her while he’s filming. He refuses to let her leave the hotel alone, keeping her a virtual prisoner while he films. The fight with the fan allegedly spiraled into a spat over the revealing red Saint Laurent dress that Tannen wore to dinner last night.
The controlling Forrester had warned Tannen not to wear it out even requesting that she change clothes before leaving for BlueSky because he didn’t want other men looking at her, insinuating that her dress encouraged a fan to try to touch her. A witness at the restaurant tells us that when Tannen got up to use the restroom, Forrester sent one of his huge bodyguards with her, and looked incredibly angry when other patrons stared at her as she walked by. Talk about jealous!
Forrester was so upset during the argument at the hotel that he allegedly drank half a bottle of 40 year old scotch, shattered a glass and punched a hole in the wall of their suite.
I guess we’ll have to wait and see if these two, the Hottie and the Hot-head will make up or break up !
I can’t believe it. Someone is spying on us!
Holy fuck!
The report is, once again, eerily similar to what happened last night.
The article makes Drew sound like a controlling asshat, and I sound like a manipulative bitch that’s trying to make him jealous. I don’t care about the insinuations, it’s the fact that someone clearly overheard a very private discussion that took place in our locked hotel room. The only detail they got wrong is how much scotch Drew drank.
The only reason Drew hasn’t been told about this by a friend or employee is because anyone he knows who reads it would simply assume it to be another bullshit article just like the rest. His friends and family know not to ask him about stuff they read on gossip sites. He has no idea that I’ve been checking this website, and would be furious if he found out that someone was monitoring our conversations. I’m sure his manager and PR guy have already bitched him out about his street fight.
As usual, I have absolutely no idea what to do .
“Hey! Didn’t you hear me?” Drew is standing over me, covered in fake blood and injuries, his eyes checking me over for anything amiss. “I said I’m done for now, we can go rest in my trailer.”
“Sorry, I was just
I rub my tired eyes and pull my laptop from my messenger bag. I need a distraction, and after last night’s showdown on the street, I’m sure there’s tons of stuff online to read. I check a few of the usual suspects and find I’m not wrong. There are videos, photos, blogs, articles. Drew’s outburst even made the front page of CNN.com. I read through them and all of them contain what happened with the handsy fan, and a few had snippets about our dinner at BlueSky Steakhouse but nothing more. I can’t believe Leah hasn’t called me.
My hands shaking, I type in CelebCast and wait for the page to load. There are ten articles on the first page. Six of them are about me and Drew or Drew losing his temper with the fan. I read the byline on one and my mouth gapes open. I feel my heart stutter in my chest. This can’t be. I click the link and hold my breath as I read.
Forrester and Tannen Have Post-Street Fight Blowup at Hotel
Following sexy actor Andrew Forrester’s violent outburst on the streets of Vancouver last night, sources say that tensions between him and his girlfriend, daughter of Hollywood royalty Sydney Tannen, bubbled over and caused a heated argument in their hotel room. Apparently, trouble has been brewing in paradise ever since the two went public at Forrester’s movie premiere in March where Tannen was attacked by a crazy fan from her past.
An insider reports that the couple’s relationship is strained since Tannen’s recent panic attack, leading Forrester to hire more burly bodyguards to protect her while he’s filming. He refuses to let her leave the hotel alone, keeping her a virtual prisoner while he films. The fight with the fan allegedly spiraled into a spat over the revealing red Saint Laurent dress that Tannen wore to dinner last night.
The controlling Forrester had warned Tannen not to wear it out even requesting that she change clothes before leaving for BlueSky because he didn’t want other men looking at her, insinuating that her dress encouraged a fan to try to touch her. A witness at the restaurant tells us that when Tannen got up to use the restroom, Forrester sent one of his huge bodyguards with her, and looked incredibly angry when other patrons stared at her as she walked by. Talk about jealous!
Forrester was so upset during the argument at the hotel that he allegedly drank half a bottle of 40 year old scotch, shattered a glass and punched a hole in the wall of their suite.
I guess we’ll have to wait and see if these two, the Hottie and the Hot-head will make up or break up !
I can’t believe it. Someone is spying on us!
Holy fuck!
The report is, once again, eerily similar to what happened last night.
The article makes Drew sound like a controlling asshat, and I sound like a manipulative bitch that’s trying to make him jealous. I don’t care about the insinuations, it’s the fact that someone clearly overheard a very private discussion that took place in our locked hotel room. The only detail they got wrong is how much scotch Drew drank.
The only reason Drew hasn’t been told about this by a friend or employee is because anyone he knows who reads it would simply assume it to be another bullshit article just like the rest. His friends and family know not to ask him about stuff they read on gossip sites. He has no idea that I’ve been checking this website, and would be furious if he found out that someone was monitoring our conversations. I’m sure his manager and PR guy have already bitched him out about his street fight.
As usual, I have absolutely no idea what to do .
“Hey! Didn’t you hear me?” Drew is standing over me, covered in fake blood and injuries, his eyes checking me over for anything amiss. “I said I’m done for now, we can go rest in my trailer.”
“Sorry, I was just
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