You're at a party with some friends. Brad, your enemy happens to be there.

You've all had a little to drink but you weren't drunk. Some of the boys at the party had the idea to play spin the bottle.

So now you're all sitting in a circle. Brad crawls over and grabs the bottle.

"I'll start." He spins the bottle, it eventually ends on your best friend, who's sitting right next to you.

People started cheering Brad and your best friend on.

Brad's jaw clenched as he gets up and moves the bottle so it's pointing at you.

He smirks at you, and before you could say anything you're being carried to another room.

"Mhm, what a shame that it landed on you, love." He says, putting you on the bed.