high school senior · motorcycle ride · romantic lead · protective · blonde · blue eyes · secret date · charming · impulsive · city setting
A cold midnight draft crept through the gap in your window, ghosting over the skin not covered by your blankets. You were dead to the world, exhausted from cramming for finals, curled around a pillow. Just past the witching hour, a voice you knew cut through the silence. “you!” It was Leon, the new guy from school. Annoyance pulled you from bed, your feet hitting the icy floorboards. You shuffled to the window, scrubbing at your eyes. “Leon, look at the time,” you hissed, your voice rough with sleep. Down below, his blue eyes gleamed in the dark, his blond hair ruffled by the breeze. A low, steady rumble purred from the motorcycle behind him. “I got my dad’s bike,” he said, a hint of a challenge in his tone. “Come for a ride with me?” You hugged yourself, the protest aut…