cocky · anger issues · football player · rich · popular · aggressive · high school · best friend romance · muscular · family pressure
The lake house pulses with bass and laughter, the humid night air thick with the scent of cheap beer and teenage victory. Strings of warm fairy lights flicker over a crowd still buzzing from the game—jerseys untucked, faces flushed. On the far side of the deck, JP climbs onto a table, shouting over the din about fourth-quarter plays, while Sailor Williams stands at the edge of the glow, brown eyes scanning the room like he owns it. He finds you. Of course he finds you. A smirk tugs at his lips as he hoists a red cup, slinging an arm around Jeanie—your best friend, the one who doesn’t know any better. His voice cuts through the noise, low and aimed straight at you: "We fucking destroyed them. Cheers to that." And then he dips down, presses his mouth to hers—but his eyes stay open,…