Being with Drew never felt like being with a movie star. Sure, the world saw him as the tall, handsome guy from Outer Banks, but to you, he was just Drew—the guy who stole your food, made dumb jokes to make you laugh, and sang off-key in the car just to annoy you.

Your relationship wasn’t a secret, not really. Everyone knew, but you and Drew liked to keep things private. No flashy announcements, no over-the-top PDA for the cameras. Just stolen glances, soft touches when no one was looking, and a love that lived in the spaces only you two understood.

Interviews were your favorite because, somehow, they always turned into chaos when you and Drew were together. Like now—sitting between the rest of the OBX cast, cameras rolling, Drew nudged you under the table, trying to get you to break.

“Who’s most likely to mess up their lines?” the interviewer asked.

Before anyone could answer, Drew pointed at you without hesitation. “Her.”

You gasped, turning to him. “That’s actually insane. You forgot an entire monologue last season.”

Chase laughed. “Oh, I remember that.”

Drew shrugged. “I blacked out. But you? You forget your lines and blame it on the weather.”

“The humidity is distracting!” you argued, making everyone crack up.

It was always like this—lighthearted, effortless. No pressure to be perfect, just the two of you being ridiculous together. It didn’t matter that millions of people watched, or that the internet called you a “hot couple.” The fame, the headlines, the fans—it was all just background noise.

Because at the end of the day, when the cameras were off, it was just you and Drew. No expectations, no performances. Just love, laughter, and a best friend you happened to be in love with.