Whos with who

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'Hello my name is Steph and I'm the leader of this 6 week convention where you will be working closely alongside other influencers. The way this works is that I have all your names on a computer generator. We one by one select through them and then you go off and we leave you to your rooms. We then meet back here at 10pm (it is currently 2pm) where we will have our first night party'

There is a woohoo coming from the audience

'Now I know a lot of you have had long flights. So without further a do we will carry on. Might I add your rooms are two bedroom apartments complete with a kitchen and a bathroom - you'll be living together. Not just sharing a room. This is about bonding and making new friends. So enjoy it!'

The first few names are pulled up on the screen then generated with others names. It's various celebrities paired with other various celebrities. Until Harry's name gets pulled. You secretly hope that your name is pulled too because you're nervous about sharing with another celebrity. But you know his name won't get pulled alongside yours - they wouldn't allow that to happen.

Harry is paired with Sal Vulcano from Impractical Jokers. You're kinda jealous because you love that show.

Next up it's your name. You're praying for it to be someone you've met before.

Brian Quinn's Name flashes up on the screen. You've never met him. But you love impractical jokers. You stand up and make your way to the back of the room only to be beaten to it by a tall New York dude with a beard and blackish grayish hair. You're instantly drawn to his eyes. Trying your best not to look in them

He holds out his hand for you to shake 'hey I'm Q'. You smile awkwardly and shake his hand back 'I'm Y/N'. You catch him continuously staring into your eyes. It makes you blush a little. You both follow the escort to your apartment.

Wow. The apartment is beautiful. There is a hot tub next to the window. No idea what the use of that would be but it still was aesthetically pleasing to you.

You struggle with your luggage for a second. Q comes rushing over 'here lemme get that for ya' he says. Oh. My. God. His accent. It makes you feel all sorts of ways. His accent is deep and soooo New York that it makes your bones even hot just thinking about it.

'Q I can do it don't worry about it but honestly thank you' you say with a smile forming on your face. He smiles and goes to sort his stuff out.
'Hey Y/N'

You turn around

'You get first pick of rooms okay'

You nod at his kindness. You choose the second, slightly smaller room. Not to be polite, but only because you preferred sleeping in a smaller space when you're on your own.

Naughty thoughts pass through your head but you soon dismiss them because you can't be thinking about stuff like that. Grow up!

Despite the fact the second bedroom was smaller than the other one it certainly was beautiful. It had a balcony window, a couch and a little book case next to the night stand. You sit on the bed. Wow it's comfy.

You unpack some of your things. You're stood on your tippy toes because you're trying to put your bits and pieces on the top shelf. But you struggle to reach.

'Here let me get that for you' Q's voice speaks. You give in and let him help you. He's quite a tall man so he reaches the top shelf with ease.

'Thanks' you smile sounding a little defeated that you had to get his help

'Hey. Don't sweat it. I'm a little nervous so I'm sorry if I come off a little bit too strong I'm just awkward around new people'

You sigh of relief

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