𝗔𝗻𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗲𝗱 ⚓︎ (𝗢𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘅 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝘅 𝗥𝗲𝗴𝗶𝗲)

𝟮: "Follow"

"Ouch. I thought you were a fan." The voice came from behind you.

You opened your eyes wide in embarrassment, too scared to turn your head.

The person behind you then moved to the side of your table now in your line of sight. It was the Filipino guy.

"I... uhm..." You were at a loss for words.

He chuckled. "I'm joking."

You stared at the tattooed man in confusion.

"Your friend here told us how you helped her out." He explained.

"I told them that you weren't a fangirl like me and just said you were so I could take a photo with them." Mai added on.

"Oh..." You slightly laughed. You were still embarrassed though because you didn't want him to think you took a photo with them just because they were "famous" or whatever. You weren't that type of person.

The Filipino guy could probably sense you were shy now for finding out you were a 'fake fan.' "Well since you don't know me... Hi, I'm Regie." He extended his hand out for a handshake.

"Nice to meet you. I'm (Y/N)." You shook his hand.

"Thanks for helping your friend out. Thanks to that, I got to meet you." He flirted.

All you could do was giggle in response. You couldn't deny he was cute. And my god, did he know it.

The tall guy that was talking to Mai earlier made his way over as well. "C'mon Regie, did you get her number yet or did she turn you down?"

"(Y/N), right? I'm Seb. Word of advice, don't give this idiot your number." Seb laughed.

"Man." Regie laughed along and tried to shoo him off, but Seb remained next to him.

Mai was laughing at the interaction as well.

"So, what do you say?" Regie extended his phone out to you, indicating for you to put your number in it.

You took his phone and flicked your fingers on the touch screen.

"Here you go." You handed it back to him.

He was about to put his phone in his pocket, but did a quick glance at the screen. "Wait, this is Instagram..." He showed you the screen looking at you confused.

"I don't give my number to just anyone. If you're serious about getting my number, then you can talk to me on there." You smirked.

"Damn." Seb said.

"For real?" Regie responded to you in disbelief.

The North Star Boys were probably used to getting what they want due to their looks and fame, but you were not gonna let Regie get that satisfaction.

"Take it or leave it." You said.

While still showing you his phone screen, Regie then clicked the "follow" button on your Instagram profile.

"I'll take it." He shrugged in confidence.

Seb looked at Regie surprised that he agreed to your terms.

The blonde boy from earlier started making his way to the table too.

"Hey guys, let's go. We got the food." He said to Regie and Seb.

"Alright, gotta go. Bye (Y/N) and Mia." Seb said.

"Her name's Mai." You responsed.

"Shit, my bad. Bye, Mai." Seb said quickly and seemed a bit embarrassed.

Mai smiled and waved bye to Seb.

Seb then put his arm over the blonde and started walking away. "Ryan, that girl just rejected Regie!" Seb said in a voice loud enough for you all to hear.

"If that was me, she wouldn't reject me." Ryan replied.

"Both of you, shut up." Regie spat out jokingly in their direction as he still stood next to you. Regie turned his head back to towards you. "Anyways, I gotta go, but I'll talk to you later."

"Sure." Honestly, you don't think he'll DM you later... or ever.

"Bye (Y/N)." He reached out and gave you a hug.

"Bye Regie." You smiled at him, returning the hug as you sat in your seat.

Regie leaned down closing the distance between your faces. He placed a hand on your chin and said, "Don't worry. I'll get your number soon." giving you a devilish smile.

"Oh. My. God." Your cheeks were probably bright red as he got you all flustered.

(A/N: Italicized quotes are internal thoughts and not said aloud in the story.)

He then went to Mai's side of the table and gave her a hug while saying bye.

He walked away to catch up with the rest of the boys who were now outside of the small cafe. Mai and you looked at them as they started to walk away, and they all waved bye to the two of you through the glass.