You guys walked together in the almost empty school hallway. Your sprained ankle made it a little difficult for you to walk, But you're reluctant to ask Ian for help because you don't want rumors of your relationship to spread throughout the school.

Suddenly, Ian paused, catching your attention. He gently reached out his hand towards you. Making you wonder what he was doing.

“Take my hand,” he asked, still reaching out towards you—hoping you would take it.

You were a little confused by his sudden action, your eyes glanced at his hand, then to his face which was too close.

"W-what for? I can still walk," you refused, still hesitant to accept his outstretched hand.

Ian frowned at your rejection, unlike you—he wasn't too worried about rumors spreading that you were dating.

"Do you think I'll just keep quiet seeing you like that? No, no, hold my hand," he said once again, this time you could hear how serious he was when he said it.

You, who were still confused about it, tried to look around— making sure that no one was passing by you guys at the moment. But you knew that was impossible, especially in this place.

You shook your head, trying to deny it once again—hoping that Ian would stop with his earlier attempt to help you.

"carry—" he muttered in a low voice that you couldn't even hear.

Immediately, Ian suddenly carried you bridal style—which obviously took you by surprise. You tried to fight back so he would let you down, but his grip only got tighter—as if he wouldn't let you down just like that.

"What now? wanna hold hands or should I carry you like this?" he asked, you could see a mischievous smirk appearing on his lips as he carried you.