Accidentally in Love [Brett Hand x OC]

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"Jesus Christ." Theodora muttered to herself as they got into Brett's car.

"Your family is funny." Brett said, an oblivious smile on his face.

"Oh, they're not. Trust me." Theodora answered. "Do we really look like we're going to prom?"

"No, I don't think so." Brett said confidently as they drove off, "Well... maybe a little."

"God, you couldn't pay me to redo my senior prom."

"Why's that?"

"I drank too much and then threw up all over the new dress that I saved up to buy." She explained, "And the guy I went with ignored me all night and kissed my best friend."

"How dare he!" Brett exclaimed, enjoying her high school gossip.

"So I went and lost my virginity to his best friend in the back of his car." She finished, looking down at her lap.

"Hey, I lost my virginity on prom night, too!" Brett took his eyes off the road, "Twins!"

"Eyes on the road." Theodora snapped, causing Brett to swerve a bit but concentrate on driving again. "Wow, aren't we just learning so much more about each other."

They arrived at the function and walked in, finding their respective name tags.

"Why am I nervous?" She asked as they walked into the main room, which was packed full of people.

"It's alright, I'm nervous too." Brett said, his palms were sweaty at the prospect of seeing his frat boys again.

"Oh shit, there's my ex!" Theodora groaned, turning away from the crowd to face Brett and to hide herself.

"Which one is he?" Brett whispered, scanning the room.

"You see that douchebag over there? With blonde hair?"

"Uhh, I don't think so."

"Come to think of it, he probably graduated the same year as you. His name is Brad." She hissed, risking a sneaky look at him again.

"Brad?" Brett said a little too loudly, "Yeah, Brad was my frat brother!"

"What?" Theodora hissed, starting to panic. "If Brad was in the same frat as you, how didn't we know each other in college?" Brett didn't answer, but looked uncomfortable.

"Wait, wait," Theodora racked her brain for any memory of him. "Oh my God! I think I remember you!"

"I remember you." Brett said, avoiding her eyes, "When you said you went to Yale, it clicked."

"Oh, I feel so bad for forgetting you." Theodora giggled. "I definitely remember you, now. You were kinda quiet, right? And your hair was darker."

"Yeah, I was coming out of an emo phase." Brett laughed, "You don't need to feel bad, I'm pretty forgettable."

"But you remembered me!" Theodora exclaimed, "I'm sorry, I was such an elitist bitch back then. I didn't notice most people."

"No, I always thought you were quite sweet." Brett said quietly, "Even though we never talked, I could tell. I just remember always thinking, why is she with that asshole?"

"Yeah, well I stayed with that asshole for years." She said with regret.

"Shh, here he comes." Brett hissed, and Theodora spun around.

"Theodora, good to see you." Brad was right behind them. "And is that... Handjob?"

"Yeah, nice to see you." Brett plastered on a smile, while Theodora snorted at the nickname which she loved.

"Good old Brett, always with my sloppy seconds, huh?" Brad laughed but his tone was malicious.

"Seconds? No we're not-" Theodora said quickly, but was cut off as a tall blonde girl appeared next to Brad. It was the bitch that Brad had cheated on Theodora with.

"This is my girlfriend, Stacy." Brad said coolly, "Theo, I think you remember Stacy, don't you?"

Theodora's patience was wearing thin and her cheeks grew hot with anger. "Oh yeah, last time I saw you was... huh, when you were fucking my boyfriend!"

"Surely we can put that behind us?" Stacy's smile was as fake as her voice, as she talked down to Theodora.

"Yeah, I mean, I've moved on." Theodora said quickly, trying to play it off, "I'm dating Brett now, anyway."

Brett was confused, but went along with it, immediately grabbing her hand to seem like a normal couple. "Yeah." He backed her up.

"And he's really successful." Theodora added, squeezing Brett's hand as an indication to go along with her. He tried not to concentrate on the feeling of their fingers interlaced, and the webbing of her hands pressing against his.

"Oh, yeah, I'm super rich. I guess I have to thank Yale for all my succession." Brett said, feigning gratitude. If he could prove to Brad, the most well-known frat president of their time, that he was successful, maybe the rest of his frat would remember him differently.

"You don't seem like a couple." Stacy said in a monotone voice.

"Really?" Theodora's voice cracked, starting to feel like their lie was unravelling. But, in that instant, Brett's arm went around her waist naturally. His hand rested lightly on her hip.

"Who do you work for?" Brad barked at Brett, his brows furrowed. Theodora could only notice that the feeling of Brett's hand around her waist felt all too comfortable and it felt natural, she started to feel lightheaded.

"Oh, it's a secret government organisation, I'm legally not allowed to tell you what it is." Brett said matter of factly.

"Huh." Brad seemed impressed.

"Super secret." Theodora whispered, "Makes millions, though, this one does!" She pat Brett's chest proudly.

"Always been after the money, haven't you, Theodora?" Stacy grinned darkly.

"I love Brett for more than his money!" Theodora exclaimed, she was getting way too into her character. "He's incredible in bed, unlike you were, Brad."

Brett laughed nervously, as Brad and Stacy seemed to become agitated and uncomfortable. "Yep, I'm the best!" Brett said proudly.

"And I do not miss your weirdly shaped dick!" Theodora's voice began to rise and people around them stopped their conversations to listen. "You know what I'm talking about, Stacy?"

Stacy scowled at her, while Brad had murder in his eyes. Theodora wanted to laugh at the sight of their faces, Brett too. There was only one emotion that could describe Brad's reaction, and that was jealousy. Brett and Theodora were successful in making Brad jealous of them.