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)
It has been weeks since I figured out everything. I was honestly disappointed to find out that John also knew about what was going on. I had to stop going back to my condo because Michael would just be there waiting for me. So now I was hiding out at Jenna's house who was also in the dark about the whole situation. I didn't have any where else to go because not one but both of my best friends went behind my back to do some foul shit. I wasn't all that serious but it just made me think that if they'd go to this length to lie about something like this, what else are they lying about? I also felt like I was being a burden to Jenna and her family, but she insisted that I wasn't and that I could stay for how ever long I needed.
"You know you're going to be alright, right? I know things seem kind of bad but you have to accept and forgive. Michael did that because he wanted you there with him. It's not like he fake dated Justine, maybe you should give him a chance to explain the whole situation. Justine needs you right now she's going through a rough patch in her life." Jenna wraps her arms around my shoulder and pulls me into a hug.
"It was just the route they took to get me there. I wasn't actually going to just move in when they both got into a relationship. I wanted to move in when I was sure enough and comfortable enough to move in with him. It was dirty they tried to play me into moving in there."
"But it was all for a good reason, look I know you want to be mad but you're making yourself sick. You're not eating or sleeping how you used to and it's starting to take a toll on you. All you do is work and work that's it all day." Not wanting to respond I turn my head leaning down onto the couch. "At least eat some fruit or something your starting to worry me." She patted my back getting up and going into the kitchen before bringing back a small bowl of fruit.
"I'm thinking of going home tomorrow it's been two weeks and I barely leave here." I started filming in the guest room of Jenna's house which she didn't have a problem with other than John wasn't in them.
"You don't have to leave until you want to you know that right?"
"Yes, but I feel like I'm cramping your style being here. I doubt Michael is going to be there so I'll be fine."
"It's late so you should eat and go to sleep I'll take you to your apartment in the morning." She gives me another small hug before going upstairs. I slowly eat the fruit before going to my room and tossing and turning all night. I decided to just get on my phone and scroll through social media. I haven't been on in a while and just seeing all the shit that a going on made my head hurt. Pulling myself out of the bed I take a shower and start packing my bags up. Getting lost in my thoughts I didn't even hear the knock on my door asking if I was ready to go.
"We made you some breakfast burritos so you can take them on the go. So come on I know you want to be at home." Jenna walks in grabbing two of my bags. Following behind her I put my bags in the car before getting in. "I'll be right back." She goes inside and grabs the bag of food. The drive to my condo was quiet and short.
