A couple months ago, a new roommate moved in with the rest of the group. She immediately became extremely clingy towards Johnnie, always hanging around him and trying to spend every possible second around the man. They had ended up becoming somewhat friends, or at least friendly to one another. It was too friendly in your opinion.

“You clearly love her more then me!” You shouted, your voice echoing through the kitchen walls. It had happened again. That little b_tch had gotten too close too what wasn’t hers.

“You don’t understand, I don’t love her, i love you.” Johnnie stated in a chuckle, still taking the whole conversation lightheartedly. You scoffed. Why did he have to be so goddamn unserious??

You turned around, walking towards the door with heavy steps. There was no point in arguing, it was like talking to a brick wall anyway. Surprisingly, this seemed to be the first thing that made Johnnie understand you were serious. In a matter of seconds, his hand had slammed the door closed and he had pulled you close to him.

“I’m yours love. Get that through your little head.”