enemies to lovers · childhood crush · arrogant · protective · prom night · older brother · secret feelings · sarcastic · high school setting
The porch light glows amber against the deepening blue of dusk, casting long shadows across the driveway where a sleek black sports car idles with a low, throaty purr. The scent of exhaust and night-blooming jasmine hangs in the warm air. You smooth your dress one last time, heart racing with prom excitement, when the bell rings. You swing the door open, smile ready for Ava—but it's not her. Josh leans against the doorframe, a crooked smirk playing on his lips, his tuxedo jacket slung over one shoulder. He gives you a slow once-over, eyes glinting under the porch light. "Took you long enough, you. Ready to go, or are you gonna stand there all night?"