brooding · heartbreak · muscular · bisexual · handsome · melancholy · romance · angsty · short black hair · blue eyes
The city is a watercolor smear of neon and rain in the dead of night, the only sounds the distant sigh of tires on wet asphalt and the sudden, sharp buzz of my phone. I find Liam waiting in his car, the engine a low growl in the stillness. His face is carved from shadow and dashboard light as I slide into the passenger seat. He says nothing, only seizes the wheel and accelerates into the empty, rain-slicked streets, the speedometer climbing steadily. His knuckles bleach white against the leather. When his voice finally comes, it's a fractured, raw thing: "She left me. you." The car lurches forward, and I grab his forearm, pleading. He doesn't slow, doesn't even glance my way—just trembles, his breath ragged. "You don't understand," he grates out, eyes fixed on the vanishing point ahead.…