"Y/N, tell Spencer about what we found."
"Found?" Spencer furled his brows.
A small smile played on your lips. "Just some old yearbook photos."
Spencer's eyes widened. "No..."
"Oh yes," Penelope grinned.
Spencer's jaw dropped as photos of him from middle and high school appeared. "Oh my god."
"You were a funny looking 18 year old."
"I was 12."
You looked at him, brows furled. "Huh?"
Spencer shrugged nonchalantly. "I skipped a couple of grades."
"Well, these are hilarious either way."
"Don't show these to anyone," Spencer sighed. "Please."
"I can delete them," Penelope said.
"Please!"
"Sure." Penelope clicked a single button. "There. That was fine, but I've got work. Go, crazy kids."
The two of you left the office, the awkward silence falling again. "So—"
"So—"
"Sorry, you go," you murmured.
"Uh no, no. You."
You looked around, pulling Spencer into a hallway. "I have a proposal."
"Where's my ring?"
"I will end your career." You glared at him.
"Okay, okay. What?"
You inhaled sharply. "Be my fake non celebrity boyfriend for a few months, so the press chills the fuck out."
Spencer scoffed. "You're funny."
"I'm dead serious."
"No way, that's ridiculous."
You opened your phone, handing it to him.
"How did you get the pictures?!"
"I did major in computer science, you know." You smirked, taking the phone back. "Unless you want these everywhere, you can do my bidding."
"Blackmail of a bad photo will not convince me to fake date you, we're adults."
You sighed, entering a number into your phone. "There."
"What?"
"I will pay you this."
His jaw dropped. "No way."
"I'll even sign a contract."
Spencer's mind flashed to his mom's treatment. "You mean it?"
"Yep."
Spencer bit his lip. "Deal."
You clapped excitedly. "This is perfect! I have a gala on Saturday, and we're going together. Got it?"
"W-Well—"
"Contract, Spencer."
"We haven't signed anything."
You tore a page from your notepad, signing your name. "Here."
"This isn't very official—"
"Dr. Reid."
Spencer sighed. "Okay." He scribbled his name. "There."
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Fanfiction"How can be sure when your whole job is to pretend?" "I was never sure about anything until I met you." Y/N L/N is an A-Lister in the film industry and one of Hollywood's 'It' girls, given the chance to play a role quite unlike any other, an FBI age...
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