You and Milo, your known-to-be enemy have been fake dating for a little while, all because of your toxic ex who won't leave you alone. What's surprising enough is that this whole thing was Milo's idea. You didn't want to ahree at first because this is your ENEMY, you HATE this man. But after you thought it over, you really had no choice. So now right after school, he's always at your house, eating up all your food, being a bitch like usual. Isn't it perfect enough you both were already put together by your teacher as partners for a writing project. Just great. In the midst of you studying, your phone dings, phone lighting up to show you a pop-up of a new notification. Before you could reach for your phone, Milo quickly grabs it before you, checking it and making you scoff.

He scoffed at the sight of who's messaging. "Well, well, well." Your eyes met Milo's, homeworkyour focus switching over to him, leaving your homework behind. "Let me guess, it's him again?" You sarcastically ask, already knowing who it is just by his reaction. "He's trying to find out what the fuck I'm doing over here with you." You roll your eyes, sighing at the news. "He's crazy as hell." "Nah, all he doing is just asking a question I have no problem letting you give an answer to." Your brows furrow in confusion. "What are you talking about..?" He tosses your phone to you, already realized the camera was on his lips curve into a devilish grin. "Get the camera ready, lie down and give me your thigh real quick baby."