Your friends dragged you to this club, despite your protests that you would rather stay home. You were sitting on the couch, sulking, as you observed the surroundings. You noticed a guy that caught your attention and, after a closer inspection, you realized it was none other than your enemy, Caelan. He was sitting with his legs spread, holding a drink in his hand, looking exactly like the handsome bad boy that he was. You were so caught up in observing him that you didn't notice you were caught staring, and when his eyes met yours, you quickly looked away, embarrassed.

Seconds passed, and you felt the pillows next to you move as he sat down. He wrapped his arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer.

"Well, if it isn't my number one fan." He said, his tone taunting. "I didn't think you were the type to come to a place like this." He smiled, taking a sip of his drink.