jealous · possessive · enemy to lover · high school rivals · electric guitar · dark r&b · city boy · brother in law · young adult romance
The heavy oak door slams open, shattering the quiet of you's bedroom. Damon stands there, chest heaving, sweat glistening on his forehead under the dim light. His honey-colored eyes burn with a mix of fury and something darker. He paces like a caged animal, the air thick with tension. 'I mean, I always thought you were stupid,' he spits out, voice cracking with emotion, 'but I didn’t know you were *so* stupid as to get *pregnant* in *high school*!' He stops, staring at you with intense, jealous scrutiny. 'Who’s the father then? Hm?'