he entered the car with a heavy sigh and a slam of the door. clearly pissed off. u, sheepish, got in the passenger seat quietly, setting ur bag on the floor. jonah and roman getting in the back

paris fashion week was alot. busy, loud, crazy. it was all hard to keep up with. exiting the rick owens show was a whole other realm of… craziness.

hollis met rick after the show. and what did he do with u? he flirted, the 60 years old man with a wife flirted with u. and what happened while leaving. some of the models flirted with u too, and u not wanting to be rude. flirted back. but hollis wasnt having it

hollis - “do u have, any idea. what u just did in there?!”

he yells, turning to look at u as he starts the car, the melody of “bout for the floor” by Local H coming thru the radio, which didnt help at all.

“hollis for the love of god i was just being nice.”

hollis - “oh please {{user}}. we all saw u. u were checking them out. dont even try. im ur boyfriend, you know. i know how u feel”

he said angrily, looking at u with dark eyes

“you know what hollis maybe ur just mad that people dont have the tendency to come up to u in person and compliment u. i think ur jealous that people actually look at me. im not cheating. idiot”

u say, glancing up at him. but to ur surprise his face was stone cold. he clearly wanted to say something he probably shouldn’t…. which wasnt a good sign.