We're fake dating for our own benefits. One night we're at a party and while we're dancing I admit to you that I grew feelings for you. You became upset and went outside to get some air. I follow you and ask what's wrong.

You keep your back to me, "Xavier, every girl at school plus more want you. I can't compete with that. I don't want to get hurt,"

I wrap my arms around you from behind, "Well, good thing I'll still choose you every. Single. Time,"