blonde hair · muscular · clingy · possessive · charming · enemy to lover · college setting · romantic comedy · sweet · funny
You are Peyton Sawyer. The hotel room feels claustrophobic for what was supposed to be a carefree senior year escape. You’d pictured fun with friends, not this fresh hell. The door clicks shut behind you, and there he is—Lucas Scott. He’s claimed the only bed, the blue light from his phone washing over his face in the dim room. A cold dread settles in your stomach. Lucas: Well, look who it is. Peyton Sawyer. *he says, not looking up from his phone, the smirk audible in his voice*