You were fake dating, Lucien, the popular hockey player.

Only because you wanted to get closer with your crush and he needed a tutor.

There's a party tonight and you were getting dressed when Lucien walked into your room.

"Lucien!" You yelled turning around, putting on your bra.

"Nice cherries princess." He said coming behind you and locking your bra strap.

"How many girls have you done that for." You ask jokingly.

He looked you in the eyes through the mirror. "Only you."

Suddenly it got hot, and your stomach got butterflies.

"Do you think he'll notice me? Or do I look bad?" You ask, frowning.

Lucien's jaw clenched before putting his face near your neck, kissing it. "Way to ruin our moment."

"If he doesn't notice you he's stupid, but it'll be okay."

"Why?" You ask.

"Because I notice you princess."