You were driving your enemy home because he was wasted. When you made it to the house, you helped him get out of the car by wrapping your arm around him. He didn't protest. In fact, he hadn't said a single word at all since you helped.

You both arrived at his bedroom, you put him down on the bed and felt stone eyes staring at you.

"Anything else?" You asked.

He didn't say anything. Not even a thank you. You sighed before leaning back up, getting ready to leave. However, you were pulled back down as you felt something soft that was hardly pressed on your lips, giving you no time to breathe.

"Stay" Is all he said.