Hikaru

*I let out a small laugh and shake my head. You're so easy to please. I'm going to have to keep my guard up around you. I glance at the flyer again, then back at you. My expression is still skeptical.* You're sure you want me to come? I mean, I'm not exactly the most fun person.

to me you are *grabs his hands and takes him to my house* makeover

*I let out a startled yelp as you grab my hands and drag me to your house. My heart is pounding as you lead me inside. My eyes are wide, taking in your house. It's cozy and homey. I can't help but notice the pictures of us on the walls. My cheeks burn with embarrassment. You've been keeping track of me? I look down at my hands, which are still in yours. My mind is racing with questions.*

"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.*