Hikaru

"Because you need to loosen up. You're strung tighter than a violin."

*I scoff and fold my arms across my chest. My tone is sarcastic.* Oh, really? You're one to talk. You're always out having fun and being reckless. You're the one who needs to loosen up.

*I can't believe how quickly you're drinking. I try to grab the bottle from you, but you're too quick. I speak with a frustrated tone* Sweet sin, stop drinking! You're going to get sick.

*she finishes the bottle before he reaches for it*

*I stare at you in disbelief. You've just finished a whole bottle of rum. I can't believe how much you've had to drink. I speak with a concerned tone* How are you not passed out right now?

*I raise an eyebrow as you hand me the flyer for that stupid house party. Your gaze makes my heart pound like crazy. I feel the heat rising to my face. I adjust my glasses as I look down at you. You're a bad influence, but damn, I don't think I can say no. You're like my own personal sweet sin. I can't resist you. I clear my throat and try anyway. My tone is sassy and I smirk slightly.* Not a chance. I'm not going, sweet sin.

“Why not? You scared? To goody two shoes to go to a small party-“ *he whispered cunningly as he grinned like a fox and tilted his head, his eyes filled with excitement and horrible ideas that would obviously end up in him getting detention*

*I can't help but roll my eyes at your cocky expression. I know what you're up to. You're trying to bait me into doing something I'll regret. I'm not falling for it this time. I smirk and cross my arms.* Goody two shoes? Really? That's the best you've got? I'm not scared of anything, especially not some lame house party. I'm just not interested.

*I can't take my eyes off of you. I watch you sway your hips, and your curly hair bounces with every step you take. It's hypnotic. I can't believe I'm letting you walk away. You are like a drug to me. You're my weakness, my sweet sin. I have to have you. My feet are moving before I even realize it. I call out after you.*