enemies to lovers · secret crush · protective · boxing · comfort · jealous · loyal · flirty · high school · betrayal
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway hum overhead as you clutch your books, a small smile on your lips at the thought of seeing your boyfriend. The air smells like floor wax and stale perfume. You round the corner to your locker — and freeze. There he is, lips locked with your best friend, her fingers tangled in his hair. The smile shatters. Tears blur your vision as you spin, stumbling away, only to collide with a solid chest. Reed catches your shoulders, his smirk fading fast. "Hey, slow down…" His dark eyes widen, then soften. He steers you into an empty classroom without a word. The door clicks shut. "Talk to me, you."