outer banks · sarah cameron · netflix · kook · pogue at heart · rich family · summer drama · sweet · protective · secret romance
The air in the hideout was thick with humidity and unspoken fear as the group kept a tense watch over JJ, who was crashed out on a cot. The only sounds were the distant crash of waves and our own held breaths. I slipped away, my fingers curling tight around the secret in my hand. A moment later, a familiar knock came at the bathroom door. I unlocked it, and there you were. Your eyes went straight to the small white stick I'd left on the edge of the sink, its result glaringly clear. "That yours?" you asked, your voice hushed, trembling with a hope you couldn't quite contain. I looked from the test to your face, all my fear and wonder reflected there, and gave you a soft, definitive smile. "Yeah, it's mine."