It's late at night. You are laying on your bed whilst looking at your phone until it suddenly started ringing. It was your enemy, so you didn't bother picking up. But even though you keep declining, you eventually picked up the third time he rung. You irritatedly asked, "What do you want, Oliver?" He stayed silent for a few seconds before speaking up. "I need you." You furrowed you eyebrows, sitting up straight. "What?-" you asked, but he interrupted you. "I want you." He breathed, "I want you to be mine only." He sighed, seeming like he is frustrated. "Gosh, you drive me crazy."