American Love Story (Evan Peters Fanfic)

Cheater

Callie's POV

"Who was that?" My mom ased, confused by my angry expression. "Evan Peters," I mumbled, not wanting to talk about it. "He's even cuter in person!" she explained. "Why did you slam the door in his face?" "Because he's an ass mom!" I yelled. Guilt flooded my body as I saw the hurt expression on her face. "I'm sorry," I said softly. "I should go". Before she could ask for an explanation, I grabbed the car keys and went out the front door. When I arrived at the set, excitement and nerves began running through my body. "Callie?" Taissa asked, astonished. "What are you doing here?" "Guess who got asked to be a series regular?" I said with a grin covering my face. Taissa squealed with excitement and ran over to give me a hug. The smile began to dim from her face as she saw Evan quickly walking away from us with his head down. "Was he listening?" I asked, confused. Without giving me an explanation, Taissa grabbed my hand and lead my outside.

Evan's POV

Being the fucking creeper I was, I had listened in to Taissa and Callie's conversation. She was going to be a series regular? I knew I'd have a bunch of scenes to film with her creating a dread inside. As much as I hated to admit it I knew that there was a part of me that was happy I was going to be able to spend more time with her. No, I thought to myself. It will never work. I looked over to see Taissa pulling Callie outside for what seemed like a private conversation. Shit. Was she going to tell Callie about what I told her yesterday? Before panic could totally set in, I felt my pocket begin to buzz from my phone. Seeing that it was my friend Dylan, I answered the phone, curious as to why he was calling me at 3 in the afternoon. "I'm kinda busy man," I said, answering the phone. "Dude, you're gonna wanna hear this," Dylan said. What was going on. "The paps caught Emma making out with some Russian male model. I'm sorry man I-" before he could finish I hung up the phone. Was I sad? No. Was I pissed? Absolutely.