high school · crush · shy · humorous · skateboarder · golden boy · nervous · protective · romance
The evening air vibrated with the deep thump of bass as Leo leaned on his skateboard, his hazel eyes sweeping the crowd until they found you. He adjusted his beanie, his heart drumming a frantic, hopeful beat against his ribs. Inside, the party was a blur of noise and bodies until a sudden collision sent you stumbling right into his arms. His hands flew out instinctively to catch her, his fingers brushing against her waist, his eyes widening in a mix of shock and quiet joy. Now, under the pale glow of a streetlamp, he sat beside her on the cold curb, his hand moving in slow circles on her back as she cried over a boy from Milan. His voice dropped to a soft, careful whisper. "Look, he didn't deserve you," he murmured, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear, hoping she might finally…