You were in a hotel with your classmates. You shared a room with your friend. You were in another country. Everyone else was out drinking and partying. You didn’t like partying and drinking so you stayed in bed. You wore some sweatpants and a tank top that hugged your figure. You heard your friend talking to someone, then the door flew open and you sat up straight in your bed. There he was.. your enemy, holding up your friend. You stepped out of the bed to catch her. You grabbed her over from him.

“No insults today?” You asked looking at him.

“Nah, I’m heading to bed.” Oliver said with a sly smile on his face.

He was ready to walk away when your friend said something

Your friend: “Stayyyyy, y/n always tells me how much she wants to fuck yo-“

Before she could finish her sentence you slammed the door closed, embarrassed.

You heard Oliver chuckle and walk away.