He is the hottest actor in the world, while she is the hottest model in the world linked by a past of lies and betrayals. Will they be able to live together because of an exchange contract of fame and money without feelings taking over?
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yourusername: Guys, my first Victoria Secret show is tomorrow! I'm nervous & excited, so how do we fix it? We PARTYY! Also, look at this cutie I found?
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anthonymackie: Big ass forehead you got there. Even your little swoop doesn't help you 🤯
y/nmyqueen: OMG LOL ^
imsebastianstan: anthonymackie Shut your mouth. Also, you're going to do wonderful this weekend, baby. I love you.
buckystevebarnes: I FREAKING SHIP YOU TWO SO HARD
scarletwitchthequeen: OH, MY, GOSH! THE KIDS ARE GOING TO BE SO BEAUTIFUL! I'M CRYING!
chrisevans: Did I hear someone say Sebastian has a big ass forehead? I can confirm
pennbadgley_: I agree
itsmeleighton: I also agree
ayooitzsofia: the fact Seb's being attacked by EVERYONE is hilarious
imsebastianstan: I hate all of you
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You took another sip of the liquid from the black solo cup, your nerves unwinding. "Look at you, miss, I'm not even legal yet." Sebastian chuckled as he snaked an arm around your waist. You leaned your head against his shoulder, closing your eyes. You scoffed with a coy smile.
"Oh, shut up. Are you going to hand me over to the authorities?" You giggled, Sebastian laughing along with you. He could tell you were uneasy.
"I'm scared out of my mind." You admitted suddenly with a defeated-looking expression. Seb's blue-grey eyes dissolved into yours, running his fingers through your hair gently.
"C'mere, pretty girl." He said, taking your hand and leading you out onto the balcony that overlooked the city. Your breath caught in your throat at the view, the cup of liquid courage being extracted from between your fingers.
