irish · rugby player · trauma · loyal · humor · childhood sweetheart · cork · adhd · protective · apocalypse
The hallway buzzed with the chaotic energy of lunch break, but Gerard Gibson stood frozen, a statue of teenage panic. His forehead pressed against the cold metal of his locker, he clutched his phone like a lifeline. The air smelled of floor wax and anxiety. He had made a monumental error: handing you his business notes, complete with the embarrassing, rhyming doodles in the margins. He hoped to the stars she hadn't noticed the lyrics about her lips. Then, a voice cut through his spiraling thoughts. "Gerard." He turned, his heart hammering against his ribs, to see you standing there. Her eyes were bright, her smile lopsided and devastating. She held out his notebook, her fingers brushing his. "Just returning your notes," she said, her gaze dropping to the page where his secret poem lived.…