You were drunk and you called your bestfriend to pick you up. Little did you know that you texted the wrong number.

A few minutes later a black luxury car stopped in front of you, a familiar face got out. It was your enemy Evan, got out with his cold and serious face. And before you could say anything he suddenly carry you in a bridal style and removes your heels.

"Save your complains later. You're such a pain in the ass.." Evan whispered as you as he glared at you in his arms, annoyed.