Nolan

Last night was fun. You text Nolan, within a few minutes you receive a reply. What fun? You stare at the message for a second before realising you’ve sent it to Nolan. Wrong person. You reply but he’s already typing Tell me what fun you had? You leave him on read and the typing bubbles disappear. A few minutes pass and there’s knocking on your door, you open the door and it’s Nolan. He immediately picks you up over his shoulder. “Nolan! you protest, hitting his back he throws you on the sofa and climbs over you. He pins your arms above your head as he straddles your hips. Did he touch you? he asks Did he kiss you? Is he a good kisser? he leans in I never kissed hi—“ his mouth comes down to yours, his kiss is angry and demanding, you slightly push his chest and he breaks the kiss. “What’s this between us? you ask Nothing. grabs the back of you neck, pulling you into a kiss.

Nolan is your enemy and he’s jealous.