You were enjoying yourself at a party hosted by one of your friends. She has invited almost everyone from school since it was New Year's Eve.

You were wearing a short red cherry dress that highlighted your curves, a black leather jacket and a pair of Vivienne Westwood high heels that your mother offered you.

Music was blasting from the loud speakers. Everyone was having a good time wanting to end the year with a good note.

After a while, you asked your friend where was the bathroom to was to wash your hands. You went there.

You then heard a door opening and closing. You looked at the person from the mirror, it was your enemy Kyle.

He locked the door behind him, you turned around and asked him what was he doing.

He silently approached you, he lifted you up and placed you on the counter behind you, he got in between your legs with his hands resting your waist.

He looked so drunk yet he didn't smell like alcohol, "What do you want?" you asked. "I want a kiss, from you" he breathed in your scent, "What...?" you were left confused.

"I want to have a good start for this new year." he whispered in your ear. "Will you let me, Y/n?"