It was a casual party, you and your cast members celebrating the fourth season of Outer Banks, nothing too special, just a couple of drinks and a good time like always.

But something was lingering between you and him. Drew Starkey—AKA, your love interest in the show—couldn't keep his eyes off you, almost as if something was going on—something that suggested you two were more than just friends off-screen.

"Hey guys!" Rudy piped up, his drinks spilling slightly as he stood up atop the couch, everyone shaking their heads and laughing. "Why don't we have a good ol' staring contest? Who's with me?!" He challenges, to which everyone surprisingly agrees.

Of course, you were the first to volunteer. You sat down confidently, sure you'd win. "Hey there," you heard a voice say. Drew, your opponent for this contest, sat down across from you.

"Hi," You reply, feeling the thick tension between you two. "Ready to lose?" You ask with a cocky grin. Drew lets out a single laugh, his lips curling, "No, but I'm sure you are." He says, and before you can argue back, Rudy cuts through, "Okay, 3...2...1...Go!" He announces.

It starts off strong, both of you guys looking at each other dead in the eye, but you soon realize this is harder than you thought, so you have to pull out the move.

You look up, tilting your head downward, and give Drew the biggest doe eyes you can possibly make. Immediately, his demeanour changes, going from confident and cocky to flustered, taken aback by your eyes.

It doesn't take long before he looks down with a grin, poking his cheek with his tongue, knowing he lost.

"Dude!" Rudy begins, "She smoked you with that look!" He says, patting him on the back. But Drew doesn't say anything, his eyes are fixated on you, no one else, his gaze intoxicating.

As the party comes to an end, you walk over to the bathroom, and to your surprise, Drew is just exiting. As he brushes past you, he whispers something in your ear. "Don't worry baby, I'll get you looking at me like that in no time."