*SMUT WARNING*
We're best friends and I've had a crush on him since I was 14. Years later, things get complicated after one night. Read to find out what happens next! :)
A/N: To everyone that answered my question in the last chapter about your dream date: It's safe to say all of you guys have amazing dream dates. I absolutely loved all of your ideas.
Major shoutout to @oliverandregiesslut1 @Eunkyung_butterfly @voldymoldyswife for being the first three persons to answer.
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It's been about a month since Regie and I have officially started dating. It's going well, to say the least. We aren't like most cliche couples, we both understand that we won't be able to spend every second of the day together. Whenever his filming time and my university times allow us, we go on dates and spend quality time together. Some nights he sleeps over at my apartment and I've spent a few nights here and there at the NSB house.
Without our knowledge, the guys, Alessia and Miya made bets a while back on when or if we would get together. I'm talking way before we first slept together. Alessia, Miya, Darren, and Ryan won the bet. It was fun watching Kane, Oli, Seb, Justin, and Bao begrudgingly pay up.
Miya and Justin officially started dating. Miya isn't a fan of PDA hand-holding is the furthest she'd go in public, much to Justin's dismay, who wants occasional pecks here and there. Nevertheless, they are beyond cute together, and their relationship is one we are all rooting for.
Unlike Miya and Justin, Oliver and Alessia are only friends with benefits. It's painfully obvious Oliver is whipped, but somehow Alessia does not see it. I hate to be the one to say it, but I don't think my girl is as into Oli as he is into her. Hopefully, she starts reciprocating because they're perfect for each other. They find a way to keep each other grounded and stable. As much as Alessia loves getting laid, I've noticed that she's staying exclusive with Oli, even if she doesn't feel the same. Oliver has also kept a monogamous relationship with her.
It is currently around 1 pm, and the guys and my girls and I are hanging out at the NSB house.
"Y/N! Who do you think has better fashion sense? Me or Oli?" Alessia loudly asked from her place in Oliver's lap on the couch.
"Nope. I am not going down that road," I quickly avoided answering that question, knowing damn well it's bound to start a war.
"Ali has better fashion sense. Oli looks homeless as fuck right now. Look at that shirt," Seb said, looking up from his phone.
"This is your shirt," Oli muttered with his head still buried in Alessia's neck.
"You fuc-" Seb started.
"What?" Oliver cut him off, lifting his head to look at him.
"Oli London has the best fashion style," Justin said from next Miya, eyes drifting Regie.
