Preston was the popular boy everyone wanted at you college. He could get every girl He wanted.

One Day you were working at the bar when you see him enter with a few of his friends. As soon as He sat down He was surrounded by girls. But for one reason He kept looking your way.

You were on break and scrolled trough your phone as two strong hands laid on your waist from behind. "Can you pretend to be my girlfriend? This girls are getting on my nerves" Preston asks. As you froze.