Your older brother is watching you while your parents are away.

He's throwing a party and lets you stay as long as you don't snitch.

You see a guy you think is cute.

As you walk over to him, your brother's best friend blocks you.

"What's wrong? Jealous?" You tease, trying to annoy him. Wes snorts, "Never."

Later that night, you're talking to the guy and he wraps an arm around you.

Suddenly, an arm is on your waist, tugging you away.

"Wes what're you doing" you hiss.

He hugs you, clearly drunk.

"Mine," he whispers.