"You better get all these right." You tell Jack as you point at him.
The two of you were sitting across of each other, each of you in your own seat with a pile of cards in your hand. You were about to begin the GQ Couples Quiz which Neelam scheduled for the two of you to do a couple weeks ago.
Jack laughs at you from his seat, saying, "I know you better than you know yourself, babygirl. You're the one who should be worried about losing."
"Yeah? What if I lose, big guy?" You fight back, covering your mouth with your cards as you tried to hold back a laugh.
Jack glances at you with a growing smirk, his tongue pressing against the inside of his cheek. He turns to the cameraman, asking, "Is this shit already rolling?"
The camera man gives him a nod, focusing the camera on you and Jack's interaction. Jack nods back, pulling your hand to bring your ear to his lips to which he whispered, "I'll fuck the shit out of you."
You let out a belly laugh as you straightened yourself back on your seat, looking at the camera and saying, "He's so dirty."
The producer laughs too before quickly signaling for you to begin the game.
"Hello everybody! I'm Jack Harlow," you begin, before you catch yourself. "Wait, I'm not Jack Harlow. I'm Y/N Y/LN." You say in between laughs.
Jack shakes his head at you, laughing at your nervousness. "Babe, we haven't even started and you're already losing."
You turn to the producer before asking her, "Can we start again?" To which she gives you a nod, also laughing.
"Hello! I'm Y/N Y/LN," you say too eagerly, turning to Jack trying your hardest to stifle a laugh.
"And I'm Jack Harlow." He continues, turning to you.
You stare at him for a moment longer before you remembered that the next line was yours. "Oh! My turn." Jack just laughs at you before you eagerly yell, "And today we are doing the GQ Couples Quiz!"
"How are you such an amazing actress but suck so bad at this?" Jack asks you.
"Because I'm fucking awesome, that's why." You reply quickly, looking at the producer and saying, "Give me one point for that question." You see the tally under your name appear, turning to Jack who had his jaw dropped at you actually getting a point to a question that wasn't on the card.
"You gotta keep up babe."
He rolls his eyes at you with the smirk on his face before he says, "Ask me the real questions, Y/N."
"Okay, okay. Hold your horses, cowboy." You say as you straighten the pile of cards in your hand. Everyone in the studio was laughing, Jack turning to the camera and saying, "I should get a point for just dealing with her ass."
At his words, a point appears under Jack's name, causing you to drop your jaw in shock. "That wasn't even a question!" You laughed to the producer. She urges you to continue, so you pull up the first card. You read it to yourself before you read it aloud, laughing to yourself. "Okay, here we go. First question. Who introduced you to me?"
"Easy. It was Urban. He was your photographer." Jack replies quickly.
"Facts." You say, throwing your card behind you, it knocking down a small plant that was sitting on the end table behind you. You dropped your jaw at what you did, not meaning to do what you did.
"Jesus, Y/N! You don't have to knock shit down just because I got a point!" Jack yells at you in a laughing manner.
"I swear that was an accident! I'll clean it before I go and get you guys a new one!" You plead to the producers. They continue laughing too, telling you that it was okay and urging you to continue. "Okay, next question."
