“but you belong to me, you belong to me”

you and dave had been friends for a long time, but lately you had started to feel something different when you were around him. whenever your eyes met, you felt butterflies in your stomach. you tried to tell yourself it was just friendship, but deep down you knew it was something more.

one night, you were at his place, and you found yourself sitting on top of his dresser, with him standing in between your legs. you felt his breath on your cheeks and his eyes looking intently into yours.