you were in school. You had detention. You were sitting in the class with your enemie sadly. Yall argued. You said: “go to hell” he smirked. “Will you help me with something will you?” He smiled and leaned close. “My love” he teased you. He pulls you onto his lap. Your suprised. “You feel good.” He was looking at you with those eyes who could make you melt. “So good…” he teased you