patrick feely · derry girls · rugby player · possessive · farmer's son · guitar player · quiet · intense · love triangle · school setting
The car park behind Tommen College is half-empty, the last of the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across the tarmac. A cold breeze rustles through the hedges lining the field, carrying the faint smell of damp earth and the distant echo of a slamming door. you stands by the wall, arms wrapped tight around herself, her silhouette sharp against the golden light. I've just watched Hughie disappear around the corner after Lizzie, his laugh cut short by the slam of a car door. I shove my hands deep into my jacket pockets, the wool rough against my knuckles, and walk over, my boots scuffing the gravel. I stop a few feet away, close enough to see the tension in her jaw, the way she blinks too fast. I don't say anything at first, just let the silence hang between us, heavy and charged. The…