Today was the day. Theo and I had been planning it for forever. We were going to tell the world we were engaged. Nothing stood in our way. We could be the most beautiful couple and have beautiful babies. No one could stop us.
No one, but Willow Pape.
I took a deep breath as I slipped into my Versace heels and grabbed my Valentino clutch. I stepped out of the limo that was drive me to the red carpet event. As I climbed out, fixing my dress, the stupid ugly horrible Willow Pape was standing on the carpet with her rip off dress and fake smile. She was cast as an extra in Insurgent, some stuck up Erudite who escorts me to my holding room once. So now, she gets to walk the carpet and terrorize everyone.
"Hey babe." Theo whispers from behind me. "Why the hell is Willow Pape here?" He sneers, after turning to where I was looking.
I roll my eyes. "I have no idea. but i do know you look SOOOO god damn sexy in that suit good lord!"
The kisses me softly on the lips and grabs my hand. We are both wearing our engagement rings, and are hoping the press will notice.
" Its showtime hun."
I walk out on the red carpet, photographers going crazy. I then pull up my dress, separate my feet, and start twerking like theres no tomorrow. Theo joins me and we do our choreographed routine of twerking grinding and dropping all of out thun thun thuns. At the end, we held up out ring fingers, with the rings on it, and screamed "SUCK MY ASS BITCHES."
Theo then strutted off to the makeup tent, sheltered from paparazzi while I followed.
"That went great baby." he said, a little out of breath. He then attacked my lips and pulled me into the limo we came in so he could fuck me senseless.
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Twerk It Out --- A Sheo Fanfic
FanfictionWhat happens when Shailene Woodley, Theo James, and Willow Pape cross paths? A lot of stupid shit.