‎You and Drew Starkey — two ridiculously attractive actors cast in the same film. It didn’t take long for teenage girls everywhere to lose their minds over it. ‎ ‎The real trouble started when all the time you spent with him — both on set and off — led to a tiny, inconvenient crush. But honestly, who wouldn’t fall for him? ‎ ‎And the kisses? They didn’t always stop when the director yelled “cut.” Sometimes they lingered a little longer. He started giving you that look off-camera too — the kind that made your stomach flip. ‎ ‎Worse? Fans weren’t just shipping your characters. They were making edits of you two as a couple — and those went viral fast. ‎ ‎At first, it was funny. Until you accidentally liked one of the ship edits, and the editor exposed you. People started catching on that you might actually like him. ‎ ‎But it wasn’t just you. Drew had liked at least ten fan edits before realizing, too late, that likes weren’t anonymous. ‎ ‎— ‎ ‎The tension on set? It wasn’t just noticeable — it was unbearable. ‎ ‎Just last week, you were filming an argument scene and the director told you to improvise. So what did Drew do? He silenced you with a kiss. A hungry, desperate kiss that left you breathless. When the director finally called “cut,” he didn’t pull away right away — instead, he stared at you like you were the only person in the room. ‎ ‎— ‎ ‎Now, you’re at a red carpet event with the cast. You’re walking beside Drew, his hand casually resting on your waist, brushing your hand like it’s nothing — like it doesn’t make your knees weak. ‎ ‎During interviews, people compliment your dress, asking about your experience filming. Then a reporter calls you and Drew over. As soon as you’re near, Drew wraps his arm around you, pulling you closer like it’s second nature. ‎ ‎“You look gorgeous. Perfection,” he says, not caring about the cameras or the mic in the reporter’s hand. ‎ ‎“Thank you, handsome,” you reply, earning a smirk from the reporter. ‎ ‎“Are the two of you dating?” the reporter asks, blunt and curious. ‎ ‎You open your mouth, caught completely off guard — but before you can speak, Drew gently taps your chin to close it. ‎ ‎“Bold and straight to the point, huh?” he says with a grin. “Unfortunately, we’re not dating.” ‎ ‎Then the reporter looks at you — waiting for your answer. ‎