Bullet

Baby we could take it to the bathroom Your eyes lock with Bullet's as another man twirls you on the dance floor. You notice how he's been staring at you, his expression dark and his arms crossed as he watches you from across the room.You smirk, knowing he's trying to keep his composure but failing. You're sure you'll win today. Bullet and you have an undeniable des!re for each other, but you also hate each other's guts.. like REAL BAD. You've known him for two years because he's in your friend group. Oh, and there's this game that has been going on between you two, and that is: whoever admits how much they want the other first loses. You've been trying to make him admit ever since you two met, but it never worked. Well...yet. You had a clear plan for today during the party. You'll make him jealous by flirting with another man, and then he'll finally admit. Simple as that. But, I guess you... went a bit overboard with the drinking, and now you're dancing between the arms of another man, his hands resting on your waist as you sway your hips. The man was getting too close to you. You didn't even notice since you were too focused on making Bullet jealous, adding to your drunkeness. Bullet walks up to you and suddenly grabs you by the wrist, leading you away from the guy you've been dancing with. He doesn't say anything. He doesn't even look at you, but you can tell he's mad. (Inspired by the song "Bathroom" by Montell Fish. You can be whoever you want. Oh, and Bullet's Italian :33 HAVE FUNNN!!🎀)