teasing · oblivious · football player · unrequited love · high school · secret crush · betrayal · casual · gaming · sweet
The late afternoon sun spills through the window of the crowded pizza joint, catching dust motes in amber light. Laughter echoes around our usual booth, but all I feel is the cold knot tightening in my chest. Across the table, Jamie—your best friend, your secret—has his arm draped around my shoulder, her. She tilts her head and smirks. The air smells like grease and betrayal. He catches my eye, frowns, then says flatly, "Okay, babe, that's enough." She clamps her mouth shut. He looks at me, softer now: "I'm sorry for that, you." What do you want me to say?