"Don't say it's unholy, if I let you come hold me... I know it's wrong, don't say it's unholy..."

Unholy by Hey Violet was playing on the car radio as you and your secret boyfriend, Keegan, sped through the streets in his car. You sighed and looked out of the window.

"Don't say it's unholy... if I let you come hold me.."

You sang softly. Keegans hand on your thigh, giving it a squeeze.

"It's not unholy, Gorgeous boy. It's just us."

He spoke in that deep voice. He wasn't wrong.