American Love Story (Evan Peters Fanfic)

The Basics

Callie's POV

I don't think I'd ever been so embarrassed in my entire life. I walked into the first meeting of my first job late, not to mention that my coworkers were freaking celebrities. Ryan hadn't made it a big deal but I still felt like a complete idiot. As I sat down and used every ounce of strength I had in order to not die from embarrassement, I felt the gaze of someone upon me. I looked over to see that Evan Peters was making direct eye contact with me. Shit, I thought to myself wondering what was wrong with me. Was there still a piece of enchilada on my face? I looked away from him, my cheeks growing red. This was the worst day ever. When the meeting was over, I practically jumped out of my seat and made my way out of the room. Making my way to the buffet table for some serious comfort food, I felt someone tap on my shoulder. I looked over to see Evan Peters. "Hey," he said with a slight smile on his face, showing his dimples. "Hi," I said while wondering what the hell was going on. "I just wanted to apologize for being so rude before. I kinda had a crappy morning," he said. "It's fine," I said. "I should have been looking at where I was going." I was about to walk away when he said, "Well since we're coworkers we should probably get to know eachother." I looked up at him, astonished. Evan Peters wanted to hang out with me. Excitement rushed through my body until I remembered how socially awkward I was. What was I even going to say? 'Hey, I'm Callie and I have a tumblr blog dedicated to your existance.Wanna hook up?' "When is your first scene being filmed?" He asked, making me break out of my thoughts. "Three," I said, realizing that it was only 11. "I don't have mine until then either," Evan said. "Wanna go get some lunch? I know this really good mexican place a couple minutes away." I agreed and followed him out to his car, still unable to comprehend what was going on. What had started out as a complete nightmare was now turning into one of the best days ever.

Evan's POV

Well that was easy, I thought to myself as we drove to my favorite restaurant, Gloria's. I was assuming that she would put up some sort of fight when I offered to take her out for lunch. At least that was always what it was always like with Emma. We arrived at Gloria's and ordered. I was shocked when she ordered an actual meal. Most girls, especially actresses, that I went to lunch with only got a water and maybe a side salad. We sat down and I began to attempt to make conversation. "So," I said awkwardly. "So," she responded, equally as uncomfortable. Before I could say anything else, two girls approached me and asked for a photo. I was surprised when the girl that I came with happily offered to take the photo. Most people would have been offended or annoyed. Something was definitely different about her. "Well I guess I should probably learn what your name is," I said laughing. She smiled and said, "Callie." I reached my hand out and she shook it smiling. "I'm Evan," I said. "Yeah, I know," she said, still smiling. She then fake whispered to me, "I don't know if you know this, but you're kinda famous." I laughed and then responded by saying, "Realy? No wonder people always ask for a photo with me. I always thought it was just because I was so looking." "Psh, you're not that good looking, " she said laughing. I was surprised at how easy it was to talk to Callie. We continued joking around for the rest of lunch until it was already time to get back for hair and makeup. "I had a good time," Callie said, smiling as we arrived at the set. "Me too," I said smiling back. As I began getting ready for filming, I couldn't stop thinking about the girl I had met mere hours ago.