Thomas' POV
"Oh my gosh!" I mumble to myself. I'm sitting on the couch watching interview videos of (Y/N) on YouTube. She's so pretty; I just can't handle it.
"You don't have a chance with her, Thomas," I tell myself. The thing is, (Y/N) is famous. She's a gorgeous up-and-coming actress who's been getting a lot of attention lately, especially because of her new movie. I've had a crush on her ever since I saw her in a movie a few years ago. I know it's crazy, but I really, really like her. I know, I'll probably never meet her, but I can't help it.
Ding-Dong!
"Coming!" I yell and go to open the front door. I see a mop of red hair and know it's my best friend, Rhett. "What have you been doing all day?" He asks. "Oh wait, let me guess... (Y/N)?" He says sarcastically. Rhett is the only one who knows about my... obsession.
"Hehe, you guessed it. " I say sheepishly.
"Dude, you need to meet her," Rhett says. That's the thing I like about Rhett. He doesn't make fun of me for being in love with an actress. He's always on my side, supporting me.
"Don't you think I would if I had the chance?"
"That is precisely why I came over here. I've been doing some research, and (Y/N) is going to be in town in two weeks."
"No way, dude. Don't mess around."
"I'm not messing around," Rhett says. "She's doing press tours and she stops here in two weeks. The only hard part will be getting tickets this late."
"Bro, that's the least of our worries. I'm a fanboy. I know all the best websites. But what will I wear? What if she doesn't like me?"
"Thomas, you're such a dork. But that's why we're best friends. I'll help you figure all this out. But you better get your butt online and order those tickets before it's too late."
"I'm on it," I say, as Rhett goes to my room to find me an outfit.
2 weeks later
Your POV
As you step off your private plane that just landed, you hear the screams of hundreds of fans. Smiling, you wave to the hoard of people corralled behind gates and being pushed back by security. You hear them yelling your name, and you are led down an aisle to go inside the building in which you'll do press interviews. After doing some one-on-one interviews in a small room, your personal body-guard, Paul, takes you into the main auditorium where you'll answer questions in front of your fans. As you walk in, the crowd erupts. Smiling and waving, you think to yourself, "I'll never get used to all these adoring fans."
As you take a seat next to a few of your cast mates, you scan the crowd of fans and laugh inwardly. Many of your female fans have dressed like you, and your male fans have worn blue, which you've said you find attractive in an interview once. You answer the interviewer's questions, then take some from the crowd, and then it's time to leave the auditorium. As you're being led off stage, you happen to notice a young man in the front row, right next to the stage. You can't believe you didn't notice him before. "He's gorgeous," you think. You can tell he's tall, even though he's sitting. He's wearing a stylish blue jumper, but then so is almost every guy in the crowd. He seems so calm, though you know he's excited to be here. Backstage, you turn to Paul, "Hey, Paul. Could you find out who that handsome boy is in the front row, on the right?"
"Sure thing, love," Paul replies. He sticks his head out from behind the curtain to look, just as you're swept away to do more press.
Paul's POV
"Hey, (Y/N), which guy is it?"
"(Y/N)?"
I turn around but (Y/N) is gone and the fans are leaving. I look into the auditorium again. There's a blond boy and a redhead.
"Shoot. I'll grab both of them, I guess."
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(Author's note): This is just a little something that I thought would be different and interesting. There will be a part 2, and I'm considering doing an alternate ending as well. Your feedback, likes, comments, and follows are much appreciated. :)
