Milo Manheim × Reader{COMPLETED}

I Like A Guy With BRAAIINNSS!!!

It's been 2 days ever since your little run-in with Milo.

Alex came running into your room. He was holding a pencil and a notebook.

Alex: So tell me all about your run in with the star, Milo Manheim!

You: Stop bringing it up! It's been 2 days!

Alex: Please tell me!

You: Fine. Milo was wearing a disguise. I thought he was a rapist. I accedintly bumped into him. I uncontrollably blushed. He told me to kept it a secret which I failed at. That's it.

Alex wrote in his notebook.

Alex: Thanks!

Alex was heading to the door when you screamed.

You: Wait! I wanna go to Starbuck's!

Alex stopped at the door.

Alex: We had Starbuck's yesterday.

You: I need Starbuck's. It's the only thing that makes me feel like I'm not a piece of shit.

Alex sighed. They headed to the car. When Alex made it, you got out the car.

Alex: I'll pick you up at 5.

You gave him a thumbs up. You walked in Starbuck's and got in the long line. You looked around to see the new decorations they put up. As you looked around, your eye caught a guy with a mustache, glasses, and red hair. He looked odd. He stared at the window as he drunk his coffee. Then, his phone fell out if his pocket. The guy's table was close to you so his phone was nearly at your foot.

You picked up the phone but stopped when you saw a hand also reaching for it. You looked up to see the strange guy reaching for it. That's when you made eye contact. He was so startled.

The Guy: Ah! You again!

You: I have literally never met you before in my life.

The guy started whispering.

The Guy: It's me...Milo!

You: I should've known. The ridiculous disguise was slapping me with hints.

Milo: Are you stalking me?

You: No! This is my favorite place!

Milo: Oh! Same! My favorite drink is the--

You and Milo: Minty Mocha!

You guys stared at each other for a while. Then you broke the silence by laughing.

You: It's nice to have a someone with the same taste.

Milo: I actually ordered two drinks because I was SUPER thirsty. But, you can have it.

You: Thanks. Can I...sit here?

Milo: Sure, but I can't stay for long. I have to be on set for a movie at 6.

You: Oh! Sounds cool. Can I ask you some questions?

Milo: Sure!

You: So, what was it like playing Zed?

Milo: Well, it was fun because he's funny and kind. He's actually quite relatable to me.

You: I bet it was fun. Do you always wear disguises whenever you go out in public.

Milo: Always. Even if it means dying my hair a different color. Actually, I know this is weird but...do you want me to make you look like a zombie?

You: What do you mean?

Milo scratched his head awkwardly.

Milo: Well, the actor for Addison, Meg left her makeup kit in my house so I took it with me for her to give on set but it wouldn't hurt to give it a try on you.

You thought: This hot asshole is going to give me zombie makeover. Sure! Why not?!

You: Sure. We're doing this now? Here?

Milo: I don't see why not.

Milo put some eye shadow on you. While he did all of that, you thought about a lot of stuff.

You thought: Everyone is staring at us! But who the FUCK cares?! At least a hot celebrity is interacting with me! Well...he's hot under the fake mustache and dumb clothes.

In a matter of seconds, he was done. You didn't even notice that he put green hair dye in your hair.

Milo: Y/N. What do ya think?

You took your mini mirror out your purse and looked at your face. Milo did such a terrible fucking job. The asshole got green hair dye on your face and the eyeliner isn't even on your eyes! But you lied to be nice(Damn it why are you a bad person)

You: Wow! I love it! I look like an actual zombie!

Milo: Hey, Y/N? Can I get your phone number?

You: Uh, sure. Why though?

Milo: We seem like really good friends. I think we should hang out some time.

You: Oh! Ok!

You blushed redder than a rose.

He told you his phone number.

You looked out the window because Alex's car pulled up in the parking lot. You saved the phone number.

You: I have to go. My ride is here.

Milo waved at you and you took your drinks. You got in the car and you breathed really hard.

Alex turned the radio down.

Alex: What's wrong with you?

You turned to Alex with a wide(Sorta physcopathic smile).

You: I have some REALLY REALLY bad, dirty, inappropriate thoughts in my head!