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Harley's pov

"So Jen, how's filming going?" I asked through the doors to my room on my bus. Jen was on the other side, catching up with me while everyone else sat downstairs, Dwayne making them all drinks with his own brand tequila.

"Everything is chaotic as ever, but nothing new to report in my life. What's happening with you and why are you suddenly best buds with the Avengers cast?"

"Funny story actually. I met Scarlett at the airport after her daughter got lost and she helped me get a job as their new stunt coordinator. Feige hired me as soon as he realised your dad trained me and I was a professional UFC fighter. He came to watch the fight tonight, so I asked him if he wanted to come for celebratory drinks but he's got an early flight tomorrow. Congratulated me on my win though"

"Oh yeah, he was really close with my dad. Would've been nice to catch up with him" Jen replied from outside the door, her voice trailing off as she thought about her dad.

"Anyway, after landing the gig Scarlett invited me to a dinner party. That and meeting people on set lead me to make friends with the majority of the cast" I spoke, trying to change the subject.

"Makes sense, they're all lovely. Well except that Robbie guy but he isn't an Avenger"

I opened the door to my room at Jen's words, wearing a loose-fitting silk shirt, some dress pants, Jordans and my favourite jewellery. I stood looking at one of my oldest friends, surprised that another person felt that way about him.

"Funny you say that actually. Scarlett gave me some advice the other day that seems to match your sentiment" I muttered in a hushed voice, making sure the others downstairs couldn't hear.

"Really?"

"She told me to help Lizzie realise she has other options. But I don't even know if Lizzie is gay and I don't know if Scarlett knows either"

"Trust you to get tangled with a toxic man even though you're gay as hell"

"I see the irony"

"Well get all that out of your head V. You have everyone downstairs wanting to celebrate with you, including a plethora of models"

We both walked to the lower floor of the bus, my belt proudly on display above the driver's area. Everyone greeted me with applause and praise, RDJ even attempted to recreate the knockout hit and almost hitting Evans in the process.

"So Varon, why did you take a job as stunt coordinator if you're already a UFC fighter" Robbie spat, his words clearly having some underlying meaning that I just ignored. He sat with his arm around Lizzie, squeezing her into his side.

"I'm always up for new experiences and I love Marvel movies. Once I met all the cast I knew it was a great decision" 

I made sure to look at Lizzie when saying the last part, seeing her blush slightly at my words. Luckily it went unnoticed by Robbie, who was still staring me down.

"I think you're just broke. I'm guessing they don't pay you a lot for your fights. From what I saw tonight, I can see why"

"Listen Robbie, you're only here because of your girlfriend. That aside, if you must know, not only am I a UCF champion, I'm also a successful investor. But if you want to make fun of a random 20-year-old who already has more money than you, then be my guest"

Robbie looked utterly shell-shocked as everyone around me remained silent in a mixture of awe and disbelief. Hailee was the first to break the silence, clearly trying not to laugh as she spoke.

"Varon come sit next to me and Kendall while Dwayne gets you a well-deserved drink"

I nodded in thanks at her, sitting between the two beautiful women. The conversation continued as we waited for pizza, Jennifer telling everyone the story of how she almost peed herself while dressed as Mystique. Chris and Sebastian found out how to access the sound system and took turns trying to impress Taylor and the models with their song choices. I didn't want to tell them that most of them were either dating someone or preferred women because it meant they were choosing decent music.

"Before I forget, I got you a something for winning and as thanks for the tickets. I know I haven't known you long, but I hope it's your style" RDJ exclaimed, pulling out a beautifully wrapped gift. I took it, carefully untying the ribbon holding it all together to reveal a green Rolex box.

"Downey you shouldn't have"

"Well I did, so just enjoy it"

I opened the box to reveal a classic silver Rolex. I turned the watch over to reveal my lion and Avengers logo engraved on the back.

"You're part of the family now"

I beamed at RDJ's words, Scarlett and Colin nodding in approval. I passed the watch around so everyone could look at it, taking it back before it reached Robbie. Before he could kick up a fuss at my actions, one of my assistants knocked on the door, carrying a huge stack of pizzas. I never really used my assistants, hired for me by Garry Lawrence before he died. So, they mainly just got my food shopping, ran errands for me, and had the rest of their time off.

"Pizzas here guys"

Everyone immediately dived to open the boxes, Cara sliding into a seat next to mine. We had hooked up multiple times and I had no objection to it happening again. As she rested her head on mine, I could see Lizzie shooting daggers at her which was odd. I brushed it off, putting it down to a bad mood after Robbie's outburst earlier.

After consuming an ungodly amount of pizza and tequila everyone started leaving. Both Cara and Kendall whispered that I should call them some time as they departed. The other models all left without giving Chris or Sebastian their numbers, much to their disappointment. Scarlett, Colin, Lizzie, and Robbie shared a taxi so they all left together. Scarlett shook her head as she said 'a random 20-year-old who already has more money than you' just loud enough for me to hear. I thanked RDJ once more for the watch, showing it now perfectly sitting on my wrist. Dwayne and Jen both gave me massive hugs as they departed, Dwayne insisting that I come visit his family. Taylor had decided to invite me and Hailee for a sleepover at her house so, after the other guests were all gone, we piled into Taylor's Hummer to continue celebrating my big win.

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