Regie's pov:
Darren.
Darren.
Darren.
Last night I got mesmerized by him, the way he moves his body.
Who would've thought Darren's that great of a dancer.
He looks extremely stiff.
Fun fact, he's not.
Last night we went to one of the Oliver's friends party, which we don't usual do might I add.
He danced in the middle everyone trying to dance with him.
But no, I was the lucky one.
He grinded his hips against me.
His back against my front.
I'm pretty sure I got a hard on.
And then when I just thought it's the end he said "I'm ready" and then left.
I thought he meant that night but when I got home I found a letter on my bed with a date and time.
I guess I'll have to see what happens, but one thing I know I'm going to do is kiss him.
I'm definitely going too.

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Bottom Boy
FanfictionRegie calls Darren bottom boy and wants Darren to prove him wrong...or right. (Regie x Darren)