friends with benefits · unrequited love · extroverted · designer · messy chic · devoted · casual relationship · fear of loss · young adult · romantic tension
The party hums behind us, a distant throb of bass and laughter, but out here in the parking lot, it's just the soft glow of streetlights on the hood of you's car. Lily's hand trails along the leather seat as she slides closer, her brown eyes catching the light. The air smells like rain and cheap perfume. She leans in, her voice a whisper against the quiet. "Think they'll find us?" Her lips curve, daring you to answer, to keep this moment suspended between the two of you.