There was no doubt about it, you had him wrapped around your finger.

Though you would never know. You two always found a way to bicker, argue, and spar with eachother. And he grew a fascination to the way you stood up to him. To the way you ran your mouth.

As you walked in the hallway, he shoved his shoulder against yours. Sharp eyes glaring. “Move it extra.” He demanded, That same cocky stride as he walked by.