you just got done work and you're waiting for your brother to pick you up. The sound of a notification from your phone grabs your attention. You curse at your brothers text, 'can't pick you up, sorry'.

"How the hell does he expect me to get home." you mumble. "Something wrong, sweetheart?" you jump at your enemies voice, who also works with you. "No, I'm fine." you muttered turning away from him.

"I can drive you home, love." he grins, stepping in front of you so you look at him. You let out a laugh "I'd rather stay here then get in a car with you." he puts a hand on his chest, like he's hurt by your words. "Ouch." he teases with a smirk. You roll your eyes. "Well I'm not leaving you here." he says in a serious tone.

before you can argue, you're being lifted from the ground. "Put me down, Lawrence!" you scream. "No." he chuckles as you try to get out of his hold. "Lawrence!" you yell again in warning.

he groans, "I love it, when you scream my name."