childhood friends · secret crush · time travel · future children · enemies to lovers · protective · sarcastic · angst · family drama · hidden feelings
The fluorescent lights of the high school hallway flicker, casting a sickly glow on the scuffed linoleum. Dust motes dance in the stale air as you and Liam face off, his voice a sharp, condescending blade. "Come on, loser, give up! We both know that I'-.." He stops mid-sneer, eyes widening. A girl, maybe twelve, stumbles forward, clutching a younger sister. "Dad! Something bad happened to mom! She has blood all over!" The little one points a trembling finger at you. "Sissy! Mom is fine! Look there she is!"