When Ryan and Michael, who aren't from entirely different worlds, meet at a club where Ryan and John are promoting a new clothing line that Michael, was also modeling for. It was the small gigs that really did it for Michael, because he is always th...
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(Ryan's POV)
"Turkey!" I turn around doing a little dance in John's face.
"Okay, but you still suck."
"You're a hater." I flip him off going to sit back at the table.
"Ryan, this is the owner of our company. George this is Ryan, I'm not sure if you two have formally met." She smiles at me. I shake his hand and speak.
"We've met a few times before in passing."
"I know the star of my business, John and I had lunch the other day to discuss our magazine." Jenna's head snaps towards him.
"Magazine?" I question and George looks down at Jenna.
"Uh, we weren't planning on telling you yet, because we wanted it to be a surprise."
"Oh, I didn't know sorry I ruined it, you are going to be on the front and have a whole section dedicated to you." He smiles.
"Is this what John and Justine went to see you for?"
"Yeah, we almost have all the pictures done, we just need yours plus your interview and a few other pictures."
"When were you going to tell me?" I look at John as he slides into his chair.
"Uh, tell you what?"
"About the magazine."
"Oh, when the time was right it, was a surprise." I stick my tongue in my cheek at his response.
"Mhm, alright let me keep whooping y'all." I get up cracking my knuckles. I throw the ball twisting my hand securing yet another strike. I look back and dust off my shoulders. Walking back to the table I was stopped by a man with a camera. He kept flashing picture after picture and I put my hand on the camera lens. "Why do you keep taking my picture?"
"Aren't you Michael B. Jordan's girl?" He moves the camera signaling other cameramen to come over and film.
"Why does it matter?"
"Because you two have been seen everywhere together we're just trying to hear it here first."
"It's none of your business." I shrug walking away from the camera. They kept following me all the way back to the table causing me to groan.
"Why are they filming?" Jenna points to the multiple cameras and John turns around to flip them off.
"They're trying to get some information on Michael." I roll my eyes going to sip my drink.
"Why didn't you tell them to go away, want me to handle this?" John asks and I shrug looking back at the camera.
"Is this your actual boyfriend?" One of them yells at us making George and John stand up from the table.
