TOO FAMOUS ! by KissLeclerc
January 14, 2024 # "You're A Sweetheart."

AS THE EVENING APPROACHED, Reneé, Mina, and Sasha bid Devyn a farewell and good luck on her date before they left to hang with friends and go party. Usually, you'd be sad if your friends went out without you, but in this case, Devyn was relieved she didn't have to go out and submit to peer pressure... but at what cost? She was supposed to go on a dreaded date she unfortunately agreed to.

Getting ready, Devyn put on the outfit Sasha and Mina had picked out for her with the help of Reneé. They settled for of course, a thin base layer with a chunky and baggy beige turtle neck overtop, matched with fleece lined black tights and a black skirt. For extra warmth, they chose her white leg warmers, black oxford Doc Marten and a big thrifted leather jacket she had brought from New York.

Doing her usual makeup routine, Devyn checked the time to see it was nearing 7:00PM, groaning at the thought of Marcus knocking on her door at any minute.

She spritzed herself with her usual vanilla scented perfume, and did final touch ups to her hair before grabbing a black purse from the wall of command hooks she hung up, and began packing some essentials.

Taking a seat on her bed, Devyn sat patiently, checking the time on her phone to see it was now 7:00. To kill time as she waited, she responded to a few messages from her hometown friends and family, saying she'd keep the posted with details.

But as time went on, the details felt minimal as Marcus didn't show, she felt that there wasn't going to be anything to say.

She waited... and waited... and waited.

Frustrated at the thought that she was rushing herself to be on time, Devyn tossed her purse to the side as disappointment and rage filled up within her to see the clock had struck 8:00PM.

It's been an hour already?

He bailed...

Slipping off her shoes, Devyn scoffed as she remembered she let the fact he never responded to the text she sent at 5:00PM slide.

Plopping back onto her bed, still dressed up and feeling pretty, Devyn took a deep breath. She kind of wishes she went out now. This feeling didn't feel good.

She was aware that she had no feelings for Marcus, so she shouldn't be crying over not showing, but it was the time, effort, and graciousness she felt that she had put into it all... just for nothing.

Almost as if it was the perfect timing, she rested her eyes, hoping she can take her mind off of everything, her phone began to ring.

"Hello..." She answered the FaceTime request from Ollie, who was smiling happily into the camera as she was laid in bed in an unflattering angle that he still seemed to find cute.

"Devyn!" He exclaimed. "Hi." He greeted as he placed his phone downed, revealing that he was sat at what seemed to be his desk.

"Heyyyy, What's up?" She mumbled with a little bit of pep, before sitting up straight and looking into the camera.

"Oh, you look good! Are you going out tonight?" He asked as he slouched back into his seat, continuing to look into the facetime.

"Eh, Something like that." She hunched over and crossed her legs, feeling exhausted. "What about you? Are you up to anything tonight?" Devyn mirrored the question.

"Are you alright?" He asked, a wrinkle between his eyebrows as he looked at her in anticipation. "And don't lie.." He leaned forward in his seat.

"Mmm, I could be better." She shrugged, "But talking to you seems to be calming my nerves." Devyn mumbled as Ollie began to laugh.

"Cute." He looked to the side. "Do you want to tell me what happened? Or.. it's okay if not, I don't want to pry."

"Oh no! It's okay." Devyn laughed. "Uhh.. it's just that.." She took a gulp, nervous to what his reaction would be to what she was about to say. But he shouldn't be too upset?

"I was actually supposed to go on a date tonight." She explained as Ollie's eyebrows raised in shock. "Oh!"

"Yeah.." She awkwardly muttered as she scratched rhetorical side of her lip. "And .. I kinda got stood up..." She said before laughing out loud. "Pathetic, I know.."

"No way someone stood you up." Ollie's jaw dropped. "Heartbroken to say the least, that you're going on dates with people that aren't me but—"

"Ollie!" She smiled and rolled her eyes. "It's not like that."

"Okay, well." He cleared his throat. "First of all, you'd have to be an absolute maniac to stand a girl like you up."

"Yeah.." She took a breath, blushing at his words.

"Second of all.." Ollie smiled to himself. "He doesn't know what he's missing out on." He paused. "And honestly?" He began to laugh. "Good thing he stood you up because he'd have to compete with me, and I guarantee you he doesn't stand a chan—"

"Oh. My god, you are actually stupid!" Devyn bursted into a sweet laugh, covering her face in embarrassment as Ollie smiled, happy to know that he might be cheering her up.

"I'm being genuine.." He held his hands up in defense.

"Thanks, you always know what to say." Her tone laced with flirtatious sarcasm.

"So, are you gonna do anything in replacement?" Ollie asked. "What are you gonna do?"

"I was just gonna get ready for bed.. All my friends already went out for the night so it's just me here." Devyn said as she hopped of her bed and propped her phone up on her desk before taking a seat. "Kinda got ready for no reason."

"Hmm." Ollie thought to himself. "Wait, I've got an idea." He said before he grabbed his phone and began swiping through his screen from what Devyn could assume.

"You got ready for no reason, you say? Nope." He shook his head. "What's your favorite food? Or actually, what are you craving for?"

"What?" Devyn bit down a laugh and furrowed her eyebrows.

"Pasta?" He suggested. "Soup?"

"Why?"

"Just answer my question." The brunette smiled his sweet smile, a devious expression lightly painted on his face.

"Pasta sounds really good right now.." Devyn felt her stomach grumble.

"Pasta, it is." He nodded. "Any kind? Any specific requests?" He tapped away on his phone.

"What are you doing?" She whispered with eagerness.

"I'll just get you carbonara." He mumbled. "And your dorming address?" He looked back into his camera, asking her attentively.

"Ollie Bearman." She said his name.

"Hi. Yes. That's me." He smiled. "Devyn Suzuki." He raised his eyebrows. "Bearman." He whispered very faintly but still enough for her to hear and laugh.

"You're so cringe." She laughed as he rolled his eyes.

"Waiting for your dorm address."

"Ugh." She sighed with a smirk. "Talybont Housing South." Devyn mumbled. "I'll text it to you." She briefly said before tapping away and sending it.

"Did you get it?" She asked. "Yes. Perfect."

"Okay. Your UberEats driver will be delivering your pasta in the lobby, in roughly 25 minutes." Ollie explained without hesitation.

"Girl, WHAT." Devyn gawked in confusion.

"And my pasta will be here in 15." He checked his phone before getting up out of his desk, leaving the camera with his empty seat. "Give me a second!" He called out from off camera, leaving Devyn speechless and slouched in her seat confused.

"Ta da!" He came back into frame, but this time in a clean white button up, but his race car pajama pants still visible. "Oh, ignore those." He laughed before taking a seat at his desk once again.

"What are you doing?" Devyn asked with a smile, leaning forward at her desk.

"Since you got stood up, I of course, had to step in." He leaned back in his seat. "Take this as the date you were supposed to go on tonight." Ollie smiled. "I'll eat in my room, you can eat in yours and we'll just talk!"

"I'm gonna cry." Devyn frowned. "That's the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me." She covered her mouth in shock.

"Start getting used to these things." He smiled proudly.

As time went by, Devyn eventually went downstairs to the lobby in order to retrieve the food Ollie had bought for her, as he went and got his food as well.

He ordered her one of his favorite pasta meals, unsure if the place he got it from would do any justice, but Devyn found it delicious which relieved him.

"Would you ever come to a race?" Ollie asked as he kept their conversation alive, the two still eating on facetime, sat at their desks.

"I don't know.." Devyn thought. "Maybe in the summer? When I'm not working or have classes." She sighed.

"That can be arranged." Ollie smiled as he took a bite of his food, chewing respectively before swallowing. "Oh, yeah?" She grinned as he got nervous at her tone of voice.

"Yeah, you and me in Monza? Orr Barcelona maybe." He shrugged as Devyn chewed before swallowing.

"I've always wanted to visit Italy." She smiled. "Really?" He asked. "I love it there!"

"Ummmm? Then take me?" She furrowed her eyebrows and laughed. "One day, I will."

"You're starting to keep a lot of promises to me..." Devyn looked at him with concern. "I hope you can keep them."

"For you, I will."

"God, you're such a flirt." She laughed, getting butterflies once again.

"DEEVVVYYYYY!" The girl was startled as Reneé barged in, being back sooner than expected. "Oh. Shit." Devyn caught her breath and looked at Ollie, grabbing her phone and standing up.

"How much have you drank?" She asked in fear as she looked back down at Ollie who was now laughing. "Give me a minute." She sighed and apologized him.

"You're good." He continued to smile and eat his food happily.

"Mina and Sasha, where are they?" Devyn asked as Reneé collapsed on her bed. "They are..."

"They are....?"

"House." She mumbled.

"Ah, yes! They are house." Devyn smiled and nodded, Ollie laughing at the interaction.

"Who is that in your phone?" Ren asked and pointed, being able to hear his giggles. "Oh." Devyn looked down at her screen to a smiling bear.

"It's Ollie." She replied, flipping her phone around to show Reneé who gasped. "OH, YOUR BOYFRIEND!"

"Oh!" Devyn gasped. "Um! No!" She pulled her phone back and told Reneé to cut it out through whispered lips.

"What are you talking about? You literally call him your man all the time." The tipsy Reneé mumbled as her face was nuzzled in her bed sheets, Devyn's cheeks growing red in embarrassment as she heard Ollie cackling.

"Wait, why aren't you out with Marcus?" She asked before gasping. "DID YOU BAIL!" Reneé paused. "No wait, OH MY GOSH, I remember!..." She held a finger up.

"... I came home to let you know, girl." The blonde pointed at Devyn before getting up. "We saw him! At the party... and he was dancing with a lot, and I mean a lot, a lot, a lot of girls." Reneé said.

"Oh!" Devyn nodded. "That's unfortunate.." She mumbled before bringing her phone back up to her face and looking at Ollie who was still eating in silence.

"Yeah, girl... He played you." She sighed, closing her eyes as she laid back down.

"I kinda... don't care..." Devyn whispered to Ollie who had his cheeks full.

"Yeah." Ollie swallowed. "You shouldn't! Because this date runs circles around whatever he had planned."

"And that's probably very true." Devyn smiled as she sat back down at her desk before hearing Reneé begin to snore. "Aw shit. She's already out cold." She groaned.

"Will she be alright?" Ollie asked in concern. "Uhh, I don't know, I should go take care of her, honestly." Devyn laughed.

"No worries!" He smiled. "Take care of her."

"Yeah, sorry about the sudden interruption." Devyn apologized, picking her phone back up. "Thank you again for keeping me company and doing all this." She smiled sweetly. "I really appreciate it."

"Of course, Dev." Ollie grinned. "It's my pleasure."

"I'll text you in a bit?" She offered. "Yeah, definitely." He nodded happily.

"And next time, it'll be a real dinner date and I can hold your hand."

"Oh my god, stop it." Devyn covered her mouth, smiling too hard. "Well. Can't wait." She laughed.

"I'll talk to you later." Ollie brought his face closer to the camera. "Yeah, talk later." She looked at his face before smiling wide and waving goodbye, soon hanging up.

"Cock block." Devyn groaned before throwing a pillow from her bed at the sleeping Reneé.

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