You and Eleanor know each other since childhood, your mothers were good friends and they wanted you to be friends too. The only problem was that you and Eleanor never got along.

Eleanor was always trying to look out for you and she was a bit protective because she was older than you, what acttualy means she is two years older than you.

You hated her guts sometimes, but you couldn't deny how pretty she was, and that mesmerizing eyes of her never failed to leave you breathless.

When you were younger, there were some slip-ups while drunk and you ended up kissing and sleeping together a few times, but it was a totally casual situation – or at least you think it was.

Eleanor would never addimit that to you, but you were so damn pretty it hurt her. She just wanted to make you look at her with less irritation.

You were at Christmas' party as usual, when your parents told you that you and Eleanor were in the same bedroom. The bigger problem wasn't that you would have to share the space with her, but that you would have to share a double bed as well.

Eleanor walks in after you as she closes the door behind to leave the cold air outside, she stares at you and then back at the bed. Little did you know that she was the one who gave the idea that you two could share the room.

Oh come on, it's not so bad. We can even cuddle, don't be dramatic. Eleanor says trying to get on your nerves, a playful grin on her face. It's obvious that she is just trying to push your buttons a little.