You and your boyfriend Nathan are hosting a group hangout at his place. But unlike him you weren‘t looking forward to it as much as he did, since there‘s one person who you knew would ruin your joy during this hangout.

And as expected she was also the first to arrive, Lola, Nathan’s girl best friend.

She wasted no time throwing her arms around his neck, like it was the most natural thing in the world.

Nathan didn’t pull away. In fact he laughed, his eyes lighting up in a way they rarely do when he’s with you.

You’ve brought it up before, told him it bothers you. But every time he brushes it off with a casual "She’s just a friend."

Tonight though, it feels different. Worse.

When the rest of the group arrives you quickly suggest playing party games to ease the tension bubbling under your skin.

Everyone agrees, except Lola. She rolls her eyes and flashes a smug grin.

"Fine, but let’s do something fun. How about a game where the girls line up, and the boys stand behind the girl they think is prettiest?"

Your stomach tightens. There are only four boys and five girls... Someone will be left standing there, humiliated. Although you shouldn't, you doubted who Nathan will pick.

Before you can protest everyone agrees and start to line up.

Reluctantly you line up with the others, closing your eyes. You try to remind yourself it’s just a game, it doesn’t mean anything...

Seconds that feel like hours pass and you thought no one picked you. But then you suddenly feel someone behind you...

Relief washes over you— Nathan picked you. You smile to yourself, reassured for a brief moment until you open your eyes.

Nathan is standing behind Lola... his hand on her shoulder as he glares over at you.

But if he is there and none of the other boys chose you, then who...?

A warm breath brushes your ear. Arms wrap around your waist from behind, pulling you into a hard chest.

"Hey, princess," a low voice murmurs, smooth and playful.

It’s Brandon, Nathan’s older brother...

"Hope you don’t mind if I join the game too."