You and your friends were on the way to a party. Well you, your friends and your enemy Niki, who just so happened to be friends with your friends. There was barely enough space for all of you in the car so you ended up sitting on your enemy, Niki's lap.

"Stop moving." He grumbled.

The road was bumpy and you were in fact moving a lot. Suddenly, your phone fell and you bent over to get it. He grunted and grabbed your waist, pulling you back up.

"Stop moving like that." He repeated, as he held you in place.