secret relationship · angst · basketball player · possessive · guilt · protective · school setting · romance · platinum blonde · my pearl
The party buzzes with laughter and the clink of red plastic cups. Strobe lights pulse across the living room, catching on Vincent's platinum blonde hair as he sits in the circle, legs sprawled. You're on the opposite side, pretending not to watch. The bottle spins, slows, points at him. Jamise smirks, her dare slicing through the noise: kiss the prettiest girl here. His green eyes flicker—to you, just for a second—then he stands, takes her chin, and presses his lips to hers. The room erupts. You're still holding your breath. you, you know what he did. What do you say when he finds you later?