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)
"So y'all are serious?" Khalil asks looking me up and down as Michael pulls my seat out. I sit down ignoring his question.
"Dad, Jamila and Khalil, this is Ryan. I don't know if y'all got to meet her on the night of the fight." Michael throws his arm around my shoulders and pulls me closer. I smile and shake Jamila's hand and she smiles back.
"Nice to finally meet you Ryan, my mother speaks highly of you."
"I'm glad." I stick my hand out towards Khalil who just looks at my hand and scoffs. "Wow okay." I put my hand back to my side and hit up slightly straighter.
"Khalil chill out." His father says taking my hand and patting it. "I'm Hank, I didn't get to meet you, but I seen the way you were cheering my boy on."
"He was fighting like a pro." I smile brightly.
"Yeah, until your ass got there." Khalil slickly says.
"What is your issue? You've been at her throat since the night of the fight. I'm honestly tired of this little attitude you have going on Khalil, I told you that you could've stayed your ass home if you had a problem with Ryan." Faith said irritated as she picked up her menu.
"Did I miss something?" Michael furrows his eyebrows looking in-between all of us.
"Yeah you need to drop this little thot you got lugging around. She only wants you for the fame and money. Did you not realize that she was the reason why you lost? That fight meant so much to you." I scoff and Michael starts to look angry.
"How would that have been her fault? She wasn't in the ring trying to stop me from fighting. I don't understand why you don't like her Khalil."
"She's a distraction that's why, she's making you not only lose money but disappoint the people you love." I get up grabbing my purse and smiling at his family.
"I'll just go, I'm not one to break families apart. No matter how much I might like you Michael, I'm not going to be the reason why you fight with your family. Blood is thicker than water." I start walking away and someone pulls me back. Huffing slightly I turn to see Michael looking at me with sad eyes.
"Are you breaking up with me, over a little misunderstanding?"
"Michael your family should always come first and I can't sit there knowing that your brother harbors so much hate for me."
"Baby don't leave me over this." He begs looking me in the eye.
"You don't understand because my family loved meeting you. How would you feel if you went out to meet my family and they just disrespected you left and right? Ever since I've met Khalil he thinks I'm trying to fuck you over, so why don't I just remove myself seeing as that I'm the issue here." I snatch my arm out of his grip going for the door again. He followed me outside calling my name.
