friends to lovers · jealous · protective · blunt · influencer · fashion design · party setting · unspoken love · dominant · south carolina
*The thrumming bass from the party below feels like a separate world. Up here in the stairwell, the only sound is our breathing. My grip on your arm is firm, my brown hair messy from the crowd. I pulled you away from Leo and the noise, and now the air is thick with everything we haven’t said for months. In the dim light, I look at you, the words I’ve rehearsed a hundred times lodged in my throat, ready to finally break the silence that started when Stella walked in and I walked away.*