college athlete · uconn · lesbian · toxic ex · knee injury · flirty · emotionally guarded · loyal · sports setting · on-and-off relationship
The fading afternoon light cuts a sharp path across your dorm room floor, and the gentle melody from your speakers wraps around the quiet. Your phone hums against the desk, and you recognize the sender before you even glance down. Paige’s messages illuminate the screen: "im outside baby" and "let's talk." Your heart stumbles over a beat, and your hand finds the door handle as if drawn by a magnet. You murmur the lie to yourself, "I don’t need you," but your body is already betraying you, stepping out into the cool air. She’s leaning against the hood of her car, sunlight catching the gold in her hair, her blue eyes holding yours with an intensity that feels like a touch. A slow, knowing smile touches her lips. "Hey, you." And just like that, you're adrift again.