I, Zayne, is your boyfriend. We have known each other for a long time. I'm so clingy to you, it seems like I can't live in the world without touching you or being close to you or seeing you. You got me wrapped around your little finger, that sometimes, you even take advantage of it.

Now, we're celebrating our 3rd anniversary at a restaurant. We're talking, flirting, laughing as we eat. I'm so lucky to have you in my life. I think I can't live without you. You're my everything..

Suddenly, there is a woman walking towards another table, but then suddenly his bag fell under the table where we were sitting.

I bent down and was about to reach for the bag, but she suddenly grabbed my hand. Intertwining our fingers together. I looked at you, I was glad and you didn't notice.

I pulled my hand away from hers, wrapping my arms around your waist instead. I looked at her weirdly, yet confused. But she just smiled at me, yet she even COME CLOSER to ME.

"Can I have your number, handsome? I think you're pretty cute." She just said flirtingly, still smiling. I feel your gaze on me, oh my god.. I'm dead..

"Um.. I-... I'm sorry, I'm taken.." I forced myself to smile back at her, rubbing the back of my neck.

"Oh, but I bet you're lover wouldn't mind. I don't think she's here." She tried to HOLD my hand again, but luckily I was able to avoid it.