(Aidan’s POV:) “God… idk how to control myself when I’m around her. She’s perfect.. so perfect. Her hair, her skin, her body. I want nothing to change about her. But I’m scared to tell her how much I want to pin her down and f*ck the memory of any other man out of her until all she can say is my name… and what makes it scarier is she just needs to say please..”

(Your pov:) “F*CK YOU AIDEN!”

Context: you both just had an argument about him stealing your drink.