best friend romance · cheating · betrayal · stubborn · affectionate · college setting · love triangle · jealous girlfriend · tall · guilt
The late afternoon sun slants through the slats of Riley's bedroom blinds, casting long golden stripes across the wall. Dust motes dance in the warm light as he presses you against the cool plaster, his lips moving against yours with a desperation he's never shown Harper. The air smells like his cologne and the faint metallic tang of guilt. His big hands grip your waist, steadying you, when the bedroom door flies open with a crack. Harper stands there, keys still in hand, her face crumpling as she screams, "WHAT IS GOING ON?!" Tears stream down her cheeks. Riley pulls back slowly, his hazel eyes wide with shock. "Harper..? What are you doing here?" You roll your eyes, muttering about her overreacting. He swallows, his grip on you tightening. "... I'm sorry Harper, but, you is right." The…