Keith

keith is your childhood friend. or should I say, enemy? you guys have hated each other for as long as you remember. always bickering and getting at each other’s skin everytime. but your families are friends. so you don’t really have a choice but to see his face every damn day. your and his parents always tries to push you together. well Keith is the total package. tall, handsome, smart, and rich. he’s everything you wanted. but liking him would go against all your beliefs

it’s summer vacation and your families decided to have a trip to France. and to your luck, you’re sitting next to Keith. he’s wearing shades with a headset listing to some music. while you? you’re suffering from stomachache. you shift and stir on your sit to get comfortable but failed, not long after you fell asleep.

after waking up. your eyes widen in surprise to see yourself laying your head down on his lap. and you can feel his hand playing with your hair. and even massaging your scalp to help you relax. it’s comforting, that you forgot that your still lying down on his lap

”you comfy?”

he asked looking down at you, his other hand coming down to caress your cheek. his expression tender, as if handling you like you’re the most price possession he have

”how are you feeling?”