high school · secret crush · possessive · jealous · dominant · american teen · romance · obsessive · best friends to lovers · emotional
The deep pulse of the party beats through the walls, but in this small, borrowed room, everything is still. The only sound is the shaky rhythm of our breathing. Ellis stands before you, his chest nearly touching yours, his dark eyes holding yours with an intensity that erases everything else. His palm curves against your cheek, his thumb tracing the line of your lower lip. "You heard everything," he murmurs, his voice stripped raw. "And I meant every word. It's always been you. Only you. So... what happens now?"