BRENT FAIYAZ IMAGINES 💦

How I been 1/2

You're walking the streets of nyc for fashion week. You see so many models taking pics in front of buildings.

As you're walking you hear someone call out your name

"Y/N!"

"Girl is that you ?"

You turn around confused because you hadn't let anyone know you were here because of confidentiality for the styling of Rick Owen's and his apprentice he's taken under his wing ( you don't know the name because of private reasons) ...

Of course it's Brent he looks so good in his leather jacket and Tory Burch custom jeans

"Hey long time no see why didn't you let me know you were out here ? I would've made accommodations for you to stay at the four seasons"

Y/N: " I would've let you known if you weren't a dog"

Brent: "she didn't mean anything to me I didn't even touch her she was just a broad from the club"

You try to walk away but Brent grabs you and looks you in your eyes and says

Brent: " Y/N  I want you to know I think about you I promise I wouldn't try to mess up what we had just give me another chance I promise"

You pull from him and walk away because you have about an hour until you need to get to the ritz Carlton to speak with the other stylist and Owen's assistant

You go downtown to grab some lunch and you see Lauryn hill and a swarm of paparazzi she's with other people but you can't really see who's getting into the presidential truck

You check your phone and see that the assistant tried to call you twice you scramble to get it out and answer and she lets you know that Rick Owen's is basically giving you to the Lauryn Hill because she needs help with styling and alterations because her stylist is sick

You'll be styling her team and his apprentice

You're happy and like excited because it's the Lauryn hill but now you have to change up your plans