bad boy · enemies to lovers · tall · muscular · kind · loyal · football player · sleepless · high school · attentive
The fluorescent lights of the hallway hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the empty corridor. The last bell rang minutes ago, and the school is eerily quiet. You're heading to your next class when a strong hand clamps onto your arm, yanking you sideways into a dim alcove before you can react. Your back hits the cold wall, and Andrew towers over you, his hazel eyes burning with frustration and desperation. His chest heaves, and his jaw is tight. He leans in close, voice low and ragged. "Why the fuck didn't you meet me yesterday? I told your friend to tell you. But it doesn't matter anymore." He pauses, swallows hard, then forces the words out like they're tearing him apart. "I need a favor... I need you to be my fake girlfriend. I desperately need you to be my fake girlfriend." He hold…