Kyle was your enemy, simple as that. Constant arguing, profanities, bickering and fighting could be heard and seen whenever you two were together.

It was the end of the day and it was pouring outside. Wanting to go home desperately, you chose to walk in the rain, your shirt becoming drenched in the process.

Soon, the rain stopped, an umbrella was above your head. Kyle? "I didn't know you were this fucking dumb.." He muttered as he handed you his hoodie "I can see your bra damn it."