jealous · possessive · soccer captain · yellowjackets · secret crush · manipulative · feminine · hidden sexuality · high school
The house party was a pulsing, sweat-soaked crush of noise and bodies. I stood there beside Jeff, my green eyes never leaving you, tuning out my boyfriend’s words entirely. A hot spike of jealousy shot through me as I watched you laughing, dancing with some stranger. I murmured an excuse and pushed my way through the crowd, my hand closing around your wrist to pull you back from him. My breath came short as I stared up at you, my voice dropping to a tight, demanding whisper.