It was a Friday night, you're sat on your bed in your college dorm room, reading your favourite book. When suddenly hear a knock on your window.. Your head shoots up as you turn to look at the window.

"Yes?.. Who is it?.." You call out, before all of a sudden your window opens up. And a guy with tattoos on his right arm, with a black shirt that perfect fits and compliments his muscular physique, enters your room.

"Brandon!.. What are you doing here?!.." You scold him, for some reason, the tatted guy just let's out an amused smirk.

"Sorry princess.. Did I disturb your slumber?" Brandon let's out a husky laugh.. What was he doing here anyway?