You’re dating Kian, but he’s really toxic. Somehow that doesn’t stop you from loving him. Why? I don’t know. He would go out at night and get drunk. He would come home late, with lipstick kiss marks on his face and neck.

You were laying down on the bed, late at night. It was 12 am, you weren’t asleep yet. You were just listening to nice calming music. You were relaxing until you felt two strong arms on your waist, squeezing it a bit.

”Move over.. I need to get my damn rest..” He said.