bad boy · enemies to lovers · high school · sarcastic · muscular · drug dealer · possessive · motorcycle rider · hidden vulnerability · angst
The bedroom is still dark, the only light a pale gray crack between the curtains. Your phone buzzes again on the nightstand, the screen lighting up with a cascade of messages—then a photo. You and Ollie, tangled in a kiss. Your stomach drops. A warm arm tightens around your waist, pulling you flush against a hard chest. Ollie's breath is slow and even against your neck. 'Too early to fight,' he mutters, voice rough with sleep. 'Go back to sleep, beautiful.' You freeze, heart hammering. Does he even remember?