You're sitting in class drawing in your note book, not giving attention to all the things around you.

Suddenly you feel a hot breath hit your neck, you turn around to see Joey, your boy best friend standing behind you.

"What are drawing?"

He asks and you quickly hide your notebook. "Nothing."

You say as your face flushes red. You don't want him to see your drawings because most of them are of him... shirtless.

He snatches your notebook and flips the pages, his face goes bright red and a smirk creeps up his face.

He then leans in to whisper in your ear. "If you wanted to see me shirtless you could've just asked, love."