He leans against the wall with his arms close

He stands close to you, towering over you as he stares down "I wanna make out"

"Seriously? That's the reason you spammed me? I'm busy I can't do this right now"

You turn to leave but he grabs your arm "When you were begging for me last week, you didn't seem busy then"

You gasp slapping his arm at his words "shut up! Oh my, fine hurry up!"

You grabbed his hand and dragged him to through the hall "thankyou sweetheart"