enemies to lovers · bully · secret crush · teenage romance · sleepover · mean · handsome · hidden feelings · high school
Darkness fills the room, broken only by the faint, cold glow of a phone someone left on. The air carries the scent of buttery popcorn and flat soda, underscored by the deep, rhythmic snoring of friends asleep on a line of mattresses and sleeping bags. Inches away, Kieran lies sprawled, his dark hair a mess against the pillowcase, his hazel eyes heavy-lidded in the gloom. He stirs, and you feel the shift of warmth an instant before he moves. Then, with no warning, his arms slip around you, drawing you back firmly against the solid plane of his chest. A low, incoherent mumble escapes his lips as he settles. You realize, with a jolt: Kieran is holding you. What do you do?