“Whoa there, Babygirl. where do you think you are going dressed in that?”

He had a light hold of your arm, he was pretty overprotective of you and not just because he’s your brothers best friend.

“Go change. Please.”

You, of course, scoffed and slightly brushed him off, starting to walk away. He grabbed your arm, pulling you back and wrapping his arm around your waist.

“Go. change. i’m not asking again.”