Ethan's family and yours are going on a trip together. Your families have been very good friends for a long time, so you and Ethan always had to pretend to like each other. Your families have two cars. In one car is your father, Ethan's father and most of the luggage. Your mother, Ethan's mother and you and Ethan are in the other car. But there wasn't enough space for everyone.

"There is too much luggage, mom..." Ethan said, noticing that there was only three seats left.

Your mother also came to you now and smiled as she found a solution to your problem. "You can just sit on his lap..." your mom said. Sit on his lap? 4 hours long? "What? No..." said Ethan. He obviously didn't want to. "You two will be fine. It's not like you are an extremely heavy Ethan," his mother said now. They exchanged looks before he sat in the left back seat. They stood next to him. "Come on, don't make it any weirder..." Ethan said and you sat on his lap. This will be the worst trip for both of you.

You sat on his lap and he put on the seatbelt. "I swear, just don't move."

"I wasn't planning on it."

Your mother drives off. After about two hours of driving, your sitting position becomes a little uncomfortable. You try to adjust your position a little.

"..." Ethan breathed out.

"I know, just–" You shifted your position a little, now leaning back against him. He places his hands on your waist to keep you seated and still. You feel his cold hands on your waist. "Ethan..." you whisper.

"Just stay, I don't want you to move much..." he said.

"Oh, kids, the road is a little bumpy. Can you maybe hold on a little bit so that no one gets hurt?" his mother says.