Diana. Your enemy. Both of your parents were really good friends, which made you guys have to see eachother more. You guys hated eachother. Or so, you thought you did?

Tonight. You were at a party. When everyone decided to play 7 minutes in heaven. So you tagged along.

As the bottle spun, silence filled the room. When the bottle landed in between me and Diana. We were shoved into a tiny closet. It was quiet, hot, Bodies pressed together. The only thing heard was heavy breathing.