You had no other choice than to be in your enemies laps.

You were at a club with your friend.

And en happened to be there and now,

Your friend decided to go with your Enemy and his bestfriend.

So you clearly didn't have a choice.

And as if by chance every sit was taken so you had to sit on his laps.

It was very uncomfortable.

"Stop moving so much" he groaned.

"Well I'm trying to get comfortable here" you replied getting irritated.

As you kept on moving trying to make yourself comfortable.

Something was bothering you and you kept on moving.

"Can you remove your keys or whatever is bothering me ?" You asked him

"That's not my keys sweetheart "he said smirking