Hello lovely readers. This is a new story I want to start. Hugely Haleb, hugely AU. SereneCalamity has owned this area of Haleb but I'm here to dabble :) Currently rated T, but I see it moving to M in the next chapter.

If there's enough interest, then this could potential be 10-15 chapters long, so let me know your thoughts. Be on the look out for a Thanksgiving chapter of Growth soon too. Without further ado...

Restraints of Renown

One

"Yo!" Caleb Rivers looked up to see his best friend, Toby Cavanaugh walking into his trailer. "We're going out tonight," The tall brunette said, tugging the script Caleb was reading from his hands and placing it on the table in front of him before making himself at home in the second home of his thespian friend.

At 25 years old, Caleb Rivers found himself as one of the most in-demand actors in Hollywood.

And he had absolutely no idea how it happened.

One day he was studying theatre at UCLA along with every other wannabe, grabbing as many parts as he could in the local community theatre whilst hightailing it to as many auditions as possible, before somehow he booked a leading role in the film adaptation of the latest tween book sensation, Chains – which actually now turned out to be film one of three in a money spawning trilogy – and the rest, scarily, seemed to be history.

The second film, Chains of Fire, was scheduled to be released in three months time and filming on the third was picking back up straight after. In between he found himself actually being able to choose what roles he wanted to take, to find characters that genuinely intrigued him, to work with a script that he was genuinely passionate about. He'd brought his friends and family along for the crazy ride… and somewhere along the line… just somewhere he'd managed to find millions of girls (and guys) screaming his name and crying at the sight of him. He did admit to his Mom that when a girl tried to propose to him in Berlin he'd been a little (okay a lot) freaked out.

But he was fulfilling his dream and there was nothing he could complain about.

"Dude, I can't, I've got night shoots," He replied, picking the script back up and waving it at Toby knowingly.

"I spoke to Devon and they've cancelled them," Toby said, helping himself to some yoghurt in Caleb's mini-fridge before perching on top of it. "Apparently there's it's scheduled to rain tonight and they can't film," He added.

"Nice of her to tell me," Caleb muttered. He loved his assistant and knew he wouldn't be able to live his life without her, but she really pissed him off sometimes. He was currently working on a relatively small indie film – Devon should really be able to communicate things like this to him.

"We need to get you a woman," Toby commented as he reached back into the fridge and pulled out a carton of milk, beginning to drink straight from it.

Caleb raised an eyebrow as he watched his best friend, "We're really having this conversation again?"

Toby brought the milk away from his lips, "About the milk? Or about women?"

Caleb rolled his eyes and sat up, "I told you, I don't need some person who's going to cling onto me and sell every story to the press," He began, running a hand through his messy hair. He'd cut it too short a couple of months ago and it was just starting to grow out to the length he liked it. "And don't drink my milk from the carton."

"Dude, you need to get laid," He replied, "Case in point: people who don't get laid, get arsey about milk hygiene."

Caleb sighed. The last time he'd gone to a club, he'd gotten pretty wasted and pictures of him had emerged looking worse for where, clinging onto Spencer Hastings, his lead costar in the Chains trilogy for support as he left. Despite the fact that his close friend and costar was hooking up with Toby at every chance she got, both their publicists had almost killed them over the tabloid fodder it had created. It definitely hadn't helped that Spencer had just broken up with Alex Santiago, other half of the fan-obsessed 'Spalex' relationship and rumors were already swirling that Caleb was to blame.

For the amount of love he got from his fans, he also got a lot of hate.

Toby stared at him like a demanding puppy. "Okay fine," Caleb sighed in agreement, "But if Spencer's there, go fuck her before she has to help me into a cab again."

Toby grinned at him and took another gulp from the milk before standing and patting Caleb on the arm, "Will do my brother," He said, heading towards the door. "Come round to mine at 9."

And with that, he disappeared, leaving Caleb to ponder exactly what had prompted him to start talking to his photographer best friend in the quad in their first week at UCLA. He was beginning to regret it now.

Caleb walked through the front door of Toby's bachelor pad later that night. He was unsurprised to find their usual group of friends there, already drinking before they undoubtedly ended up hitting a club later.

He found Toby on the sofa, tongue already down Spencer's throat. "Why the fuck are you two not official again?" He greeted them; pushing Toby's head back to break them apart. "Every time I see you you're exchanging spit."

Spencer pushed herself off Toby and stood up to give Caleb a hug, "My publicist has her no relationship strategy," She reminded him, "After it blew up with Alex she's pretty keen for it never to happen again." She said, moving towards the kitchen breakfast bar to grab another drink. "If I have one more person ask me about 'Spalex' in an interview, I think they might get punched," She added, handing him a red cup.

"What she said," Toby agreed.

"Hey man," Jason DiLaurentis greeted as he came over to the trio.

"What's up," Caleb replied, giving him a man hug before knocking cups with him. Caleb had met Jason in an acting class at UCLA, but his family were rich and the passion wasn't really there. Instead he found himself surfing and skateboarding down at Venice Beach whenever he could and hitting up the LA club scene frequently. He was a known womanizer who was getting as much pussy as he could at the moment. But he was also a really nice guy and Caleb knew he was a friend who would never use him for his fame.

Caleb worked his away around the rest of the room as the alcohol flowed – he knew everyone there and they were quite a tight group of guys. He'd learnt pretty quickly in Hollywood that a lot of people were only friends with you because they thought they could get something out of it; but his current group, he trusted them.

Just after midnight, Caleb found the group of them being let straight into Bootsy Bellows on Sunset Boulevard, heading straight to some reserved booths in the back corner where bottles of alcohol were already stacked over the table. He kept his head down as they walked through the throngs of club goers – he really didn't want any of them recognising him – and despite thinking he was following straight on the heels of Jason, he found himself running straight into a petite woman who almost fell to the floor. "Sorry," He murmured, placing his hands on her waist to steady her and encouraging the body to let him past before carrying on to find his boys.

"Caleb!" A familiar voice called as he approached them all.

"Hey Em," He greeted the raven-haired beauty with a kiss on the cheek and tight hug. Caleb had first met Emily Fields on the set of Chains – she was the lead choreographer and worked with Spencer primarily, but the two became close relatively quickly and he spent a lot of his time on set with her and Spencer when they weren't filming. Although he'd never admit it to anyone, he'd had a crush on her when they first met – she fit his usual type to a T; brunette, exotic, athletic – but when he was introduced to her girlfriend that thought was shut down and fast.

"You need a drink," She said, handing him a vodka mixer, "And a woman." She grinned, beginning to dance to the music.

Caleb pulled her close so that he could talk to her over the loud music, "What the fuck has Toby said?" He yelled into her ear.

Emily bit her lip and fought back a smile, "Cay, when you're getting pissy over milk, you need to get laid," She replied, squeezing his shoulder before downing her drink and heading onto the dance floor.

Caleb shook his head and turned to Toby, flipping him off before going back to nursing his drink as his friend just laughed at him. But the more he drank, the more relaxed he became and he found himself having a great time, laughing with Noel and Eric Kahn about Toby being completely whipped and Jason being constantly on the hunt for his next woman. The woman-obsessed blonde had been MIA for most of the night and Caleb wasn't surprised to see him head back towards their booth with a petite brunette tucked under his arm. "Hey guys, this is Aria," He introduced them, Caleb giving her a kiss on each cheek in greeting before Noel and Eric did the same. Despite their reputations, Caleb knew they were nothing but gentlemen.

Aria smiled at them and then twisted a strand of pink hair around her finger as Jason poured her a drink. Caleb watched the pair of them; she was clearly intoxicated but Jason seemed to be holding onto every single word she was saying, which was unusual for him.

"Aria!" A desperate voice called. "Aria, where the fuck are you?"

Caleb turned his head and spotted a frantic blonde checking each booth for the girl he'd just been introduced to. He pushed himself up and gently grabbed her arm, realising from her tight strapless grey dress that it was the same girl he'd almost pushed over earlier. "Hey, it's okay," He placated her, "She's over here." He said, guiding the blonde over to their party.

"Aria, what the hell do you think you're doing?" She yelled at the brunette who was currently tucked under Jason's arm. "I don't know anyone else in freaking Los Angeles and you're off with some random guy," She ranted at her, "No offense," She said to Jason. He held his hands up and shrugged his shoulders as if to say none taken.

"Han, it's okay," The males watched as Aria tried to calm her blonde friend down.

Hanna shut her eyes in frustration, "I had no idea where the fuck you were." Aria didn't really say anything, mouthing 'I'm sorry' but staying put with Jason, 'He's really hot,' She mimed silently.

Caleb took pity on the blonde and encouraged her to sit, pouring her a glass of water from their table. He'd been drinking slowly all night, but he wasn't drunk, he just had a nice buzz and could sense she needed to sit down and regroup. "Here," He said, handing her the glass. Girls were really fucked up sometimes.

"Thanks," She replied, taking it from him and taking a sip.

She almost looked like she was about to cry and something inside of him compelled him to reach out and stroke her arm. "I'm Caleb by the way," He leant down and said.

She shuffled over and let him sit down next to her, propping her head in her hands as she watched him sit down. "Hanna," She replied, smiling at him, feeling relaxed now that she'd found her friend. "Thanks for helping me," She added. The thought of being lost in a foreign city had shaken her more than she'd expected.

"Just being a good guy," He grinned, looking at her properly for the first time and taking in her heart-shaped face and piercing blue eyes. She was the complete opposite of he usually went for, but still absolutely gorgeous and even more beautiful when she began to laugh, the warmth spreading from her lips and travelling up to her eyes. "So what are you doing in LA?" He asked in her ear, their arms bumping as he got closer so he could hear her response over the music.

"Aria's visiting her brother who's at college in San Diego," She replied. He nodded and poured them both a proper drink, laying an arm around the back of her on the booth as they carried on chatting over the music.

He didn't know how it happened.

Maybe it was how easily their conversation seemed to flow.

Maybe it was the fact she didn't seem to know who he was.

Maybe it was because he found her insanely attractive, but soon they were flirting and she was shooting him coy glances, the thoughts of being abandoned by her best friend in the middle of the club completely forgotten, before he was finding any reason to lean in closer to hear what she was saying, his nose brushing against the shell of her ear as she spoke to her.

"Come dance?" He asked, encouraging her to place her glass down and take his hand as he led her to the dance floor.

He pulled her hips close to his and found himself staring down into her eyes as the thumping beats of Chris Brown surrounded them. Just as he felt unable to stop himself leaning down to capture her lips, a hand on his shoulder pulled him away, "Caleb!" Emily shrieked, clearly drunk as she wrapped an arm around his neck. "Hi, I'm Emily," She yelled over the music, pulling Hanna into a tight hug.

The blonde gave a shy wave, unsure who the attractive brunette with the killer figure was to Caleb.

"She's hot, you did good," She added to Caleb before leaving them to it and disappearing back into the crowd.

Caleb shook his head in slight disbelief and found himself cupping Hanna's cheek as she stared after Emily, turning her head so that she was focused back on him, "You're beautiful," He muttered, rubbing his nose against hers and smiling as her eyes fluttered shut. His thumb ghosted over her cheekbone as his other arm made sure she was pulled close before he finally closed his eyes and connected their lips.

He felt something that he'd never felt before as he pushed against her harder, enjoying her gasp as their tongues met each other and began to duel. He tilted her head slightly and slanted his mouth over hers before pulling away to nip at her bottom lip, loving every single second of it.

This wasn't some staged kiss with his costar, tens of people stood around as the director instructed him to kiss harder, softer, slower, faster. This connection, this chemistry he felt with Hanna seemed real. And he'd kissed enough women to know.

She smiled up at him, her hands wrapping around his neck as he leant down to press another chaste kiss against her lips. When they parted again, Caleb spied Jason and Aria heading towards them and pulled Hanna into his side, wrapping an arm around her neck.

"We're going back to mine," Jason said into his ear, Caleb patting him on the back in acknowledgment as Aria whispered the same thing in Hanna's ear. If she'd have disappeared two hours earlier Hanna would have seriously questioned their friendship, but all she wanted to do right now was kiss the living daylights out of the man in front of her. She'd never felt this much attraction to a person before – she wasn't a one-night stand kind of girl but all of a sudden her morals around that were going out of the window.

Aria and Hanna exchanged a hug before Jason tugged the brunette out of the club and Caleb glanced over into their corner to see if anybody was left – it was completely deserted – and his attention was soon diverted back to the blonde in his arms when she gripped the sides of his white V-neck t-shirt. "I should go back to my hotel," She said to him, biting her lip as she pulled her mouth away from his ear to stare up at him.

He couldn't help himself and encouraged her to connect their lips; he just wanted to keep kissing her over and over again, "I should make sure you get back safe," He replied once they broke apart. She grinned up at him and nodded; happily pouting her lips as he leant down to kiss her deeply for a final time. He found the will power to pull away and interlinked one of their hands as he ordered an Uber on his phone with the other.

"Oh my god, are you Caleb Rivers?" A random club goer came up to him and asked.

"Look it's Caleb Rivers," Another said, pointing at the pair of them.

"Caleb, what's going on?" Hanna asked, looking up at him confused.

"I'm kind of an actor," He swallowed uncomfortably, looking around as more people started to recognise him. "We need to get out of here," He muttered, leading her by the hand towards the exit; if she had a coat in the cloakroom he'd send Devon down tomorrow to pick it up.

"An actor?" Hanna asked, following their linked hands. Caleb didn't really know what to say – he completely loved how she had no idea who he was, but on the other hand, had she really never seen or heard of Chains? It had been dubbed the next Hunger Games and he distinctly remembered his face being on a 20 foot Times Square billboard at some point.

He guided her through the door when the bouncer opened it for them, cringing as flashes began to greet him, "Caleb! Caleb over here! Who is she Caleb? Caleb what's going on with Spencer? How could you cheat on Spencer?" The questions and flashes seemed endless until Caleb found their ride and shuffled Hanna in.

He glanced across at her once their driver began the journey towards her hotel and she seemed slightly shell-shocked. "Hey, you okay?" He asked her, grabbing her hand and sliding across to sit in the middle seat closer to her.

"You're like an actor actor," Hanna said as she stared out the window, the bright lights of Sunset Boulevard passing them by.

"Babe, where are you from?" The term of endearment came out so naturally and he was so attracted to her he didn't question it, or think twice.

"Rosewood, Pennsylvania."

"Then yeah," He chuckled, "I'm an actor actor," He agreed with her, wrapping an arm around her neck and forcing her to look at him. "But I'm just the guy who saved you earlier tonight, who thinks you are so ridiculously hot," He said, tucking a piece of her blonde hair behind her ear, "and so ridiculously beautiful."

"I only know one guy," She replied, pulling him down by his t-shirt to roughly push her lips against his own.

As he probed her tongue with his own, their noses bumping as they hungrily kissed, Caleb ironically reminded himself to thank Jason in the morning for being such a manwhore. If Jason hadn't have been intrigued by the brunette with pink streaks in her hair, Caleb wouldn't have found himself wanting to save the beautiful blonde in his arms. A beautiful blonde who was treating him like a normal guy, who he felt an insane amount of attraction to and who he knew he'd want to have again and again and again. As they got closer to her hotel, he could only hope she felt the same.

Thoughts? Do you want to read anymore of this alternate universe Haleb?

Let me know. Also looking for somebody to bounce plot bunnies off if anyone is interested x