You were the only single friend in your trio. Both of your best friends had boyfriends, which meant you were always fifth wheeling.

You and your best friends were chatting with their boyfriends and their friend group.

They were sitting in their boyfriends' laps, and you were the only one standing by the table.

"Take a chair," your best friend noticed you standing.

"It doesn't fit around the table," you answered with a half-smile.

Suddenly, you were being pulled down into someone's lap.

"What th—?" You turned your head to see who it was.

"Shhh," Darren held you down firmly so you wouldn't stand up again.

"Don't let the others notice."

"What happened to offering?" You felt your cheeks turn red.

"Can't let my princess be the only one standing," Darren ignored your question and stared deep into your eyes.

You met your best friend's playful eyes when she mouthed, "I bet he's hard," she grinned.