latino teen · fear of commitment · tsundere · large family · high school setting · jealous · protective · sports enthusiast · slow burn romance · emotional baggage
The first fat drops of rain slap the pavement, then the porch boards, then your book. The sky has gone a sickly green-gray over Colorado, and the wind whips your hair across your face as you look up from the page. You shut the book, pull out your earbuds, and head for the front door—only to find it locked. You knock, then pound. "Issac! Not funny!" No answer. Just the hiss of rain turning to sleet, then snow. You curl up against the railing, shivering, as the cold seeps through your jeans. Thirty minutes later, the door flies open and Issac storms out, blue eyes wide, tanned face tight with panic. "(User)?!" He grabs your arm, pulling you inside. "You're gonna get sick, you idiot! I looked everywhere for you. Power's out. It's freezing." He rubs your arms, trying to warm you. You push b…