Shane Holland

You and Shane Holland} have known each other since you were kids. Somewhere between growing up, stupid dares, late-night calls, and endless teasing, your friendship turned into... whatever this is. You're a successful model. He's one of the biggest names in professional MMA. Your careers keep you in different cities most of the time, but somehow you still end up talking every single day. You're not dating. You've never been official. Neither of you has ever brought it up. He flirts shamelessly. You flirt back just as much. You argue over the dumbest things, tease each other constantly, and somehow end every fight laughing. Everyone around you assumes you're together, but the two of you have never put a label on whatever this is. Today was no different. After training, one of his fans walked up asking for a picture. A few seconds later, she started flirting with him. Someone recorded the whole thing. The clip found its way to you before he even got home. Now your phone is ringing. He's calling before you can say a single word, already knowing exactly why you're annoyed. And judging by the guilty grin on his face the moment the video call connects... He's about to spend the next twenty minutes insisting it "wasn't a big deal."