A Superstar and a Sway boy (BWWM fanfic)

Well- did not see that coming

Vinnie's POV

We pulled up to the restaurant and made our way in one by one.

"If I fall flat on my face coming out of this limo because of these high heels I will very much be passing away," I heard Olivia mutter under her breath.

"Need help?" I smiled at her embarrassed facial expression and held my hand out.

"You weren't supposed to hear that," she bashfully took my hand.

"I've got you, don't worry about it," I laughed and we made our way to the entrance of the restaurant arm in arm.

"So what's your flaw?" she looked up at me.

"What do you mean?" I confusedly asked.

"You can do makeup, you're funny, a weeb, super sweet, generous, smart, and self aware, there has to be something wrong with you,"

"That was such a cliche little speech,"

"I know, lowkey really ashamed of myself for being that basic but it's a question that I'd love the answer to,"

"I'm not that great of a person, Liv, I'm super insecure, and it doesn't matter how many people try to tell me otherwise, I just can't take it in,"

"Hey, no one's gonna turn on you or anything, you got recognition for a reason, Vinnie, and I don't believe there's anyone who deserves it more,"

"Yes there is, and it's you," I grinned as we sat down at the table with the others. For about five minutes everyone began to talk about what was happening and spoke about Olivia going back to England. I watched as she filled them in on the music video she was planning to shoot there and the surprise her manager has planned for when she came back. The power and influence she held over the table as she spoke was incredible to watch, everyone was listening to every word that came out of her mouth.

She really did look stunning as well. It was clear that yellow was her power colour because that was the only way you could describe her in the dress: powerful. It clung to every curve of her beautifully and I-

"Hey. Weirdo," a clear voice snapped me out of my daydream. I looked to the side of me to see Quen smiling in amusement. 

"Oh, sorry, I kinda spaced out," I cleared my throat. 

"How has no one figured it out?" she tilted her head to the side in confusion. 

"Figured what out?"

"How crazy you are about Olivia, it's pretty clear you're smitten, dude,"

"Nah I'm just getting to know her,"

"Is that why you've been drooling over her for the past five minutes?"

"I was just looking at her, she looks pretty good,"

"Well duh, she has the body of a supermodel AND she's wearing yellow, let me tell you something, Vinnie, black women and yellow is a dangerous combo, it's one of POWER,"

"You're right, she looks hella fine," I discreetly looked her up and down. 

"Here's my water," she slid her glass over to me. 

"What? Why? I don't need any,"

"You sure? Because you're looking pretty thirsty over there, buddy,"

"Shut up, Quenlin,"