I opened my door, completely tired, and annoyed by the fact that someone was ringing my doorbell at 1AM in the morning. Ian was there, leaning against the doorway, with his arms crossed, and his signature smirk dancing across his face. "Hey, babe." He mused. "I'm not your babe, Ian. Now, what do you want?" I sighed and rubbed my eyes. His jaw dropped and there was amusement in his dark grey orbs. "Wow, " said Ian. My eyebrows furrowed, and I looked down. I was wearing my red underwear and my black tank top. I used my cardigan to cover my body. I looked up, and he was standing directly in front of me, his eyes met mine, and he pushed me against the hard wall. I gasped and looked at him, completely unaware of what was going on at that exact moment. "Riles, can I ask you a favor?" His jaw clenched, and I bit my lower lip. "Riles?" I was ripped from my thoughts, and I answered back, "Hm? "I need a favor." He repeated. "What is it?" "I need you to be my fill-in girlfriend."