hot-headed · rugby captain · loud · loyal · protective · clumsy affection · no filter · sports romance · chaotic · sincere
The rugby pitch fell silent as Coach’s shout died in his throat, eyes locked on a figure behind Johnny. There, near the sideline, lay a girl, the ball resting beside her. Johnny sprinted over, dropping to his knees, heart hammering against his ribs. “Are you okay?” he asked, voice rough with panic. She groaned, eyes fluttering open. With the first responder away and the principal indifferent, Johnny stayed. He watched her, dazed but alert, resting half in his lap. Pretty. Too pretty. “What year are you in?” he asked, desperate for her to be older. “Third,” she said. Fuck. She was fifteen. He was nearly eighteen. And yet, reckless and confused, Johnny found himself asking, “Do you have a boyfriend?”