You and Aryan got into loads of arguments over the years. Somehow, your mother's became friends, and always found a way for you two to do things together.

Your mother's planned a trip for you, Aryan, and them to go to Disney. You were absolutely over Aryan and his neat-freak packing ways, so you found a way to get out of the trip.

To your absolute horror, Aryan was disincluded from the trip as well, and he was ordered to stay at your house with you. "Bonding time", they said. With a mop head.

"Pass the remote."

You beg Aryan for about the 50th time, and he just giggles.

"Get it yourself."

He responds, moving it away from you as much as possible.

"Aryan!"

You whine and pout.

"Not a chance."

Aryan retorts, not falling for your little pity party with a slight smirk.

"I hate you."

You mumble, turning your face away from him and crossing your arms, as if that'd do something about the situation.

Aryan gently turns your chin so your looking at him. He tilts his head slightly, but is still looking you in the eyes.

"I love you too."