You and Sabrina were dating, but you ended up breaking up due to some problems in her career -- and in the worst case scenario, her friends started to hate you, and not even you know why that was.

But, you still continued to love each other, and the blonde's friends didn't understand that, and always tried to make her forget about you -- but it never worked.

And that's why they hated you, because you made her fall in love with you, and through no fault of your own, you have to keep dealing with their jokes whenever they see you anywhere.

However, what they don't know is that you still meet in secret, and Sabrina loved when that happened -- but she still thought her friends would kill her if they found out. And they would really kill her, without a doubt.

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Now, 7:11 pm -- New York, Saturday :

You were in Sabrina's bedroom, enjoying the starry night and the view of the city from the bedroom's balcony, both of you were in bed and wrapped in a soft and comfortable sheet while the cold air from the air conditioning hit your bodies -- the clothes thrown around the room ended up giving a romantic air to the environment.

"God, my friends are going to kill me." The blonde says with a tired and slightly hoarse voice, resting her head on the pillow as she cuddles up to you -- since they were both in bed, the singer had her back to you as she looked at the balcony, her hair was spread across the fabric of the pillow as she thought.

"Fuck.." The singer says with a slight snort, looking at your hands and running her well-manicured nails over your wrist and arms.

And of course, even though she denied it to her friends, she still loved you, and it wouldn't be because of a whim of her friends that she would stop liking you.