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-S I X M O N T H S A G O-

I push open the door that Addison directed me to, I need to use the bathroom real quick. Opening the door, I come face to face with a guy in front of the mirror. He looks away from the mirror to me and I see the injuries on his face, cotton wool in his hand, I guess he was tending to his wounds.

"I-uh, I'm sorry, I didn't know anyone was in here" I turn around to leave but he speaks, "it's alright." I hear him sigh as I'm about to turn the handle, biting the inside of cheek as I contemplate before deciding to screw it and turn to face the guy.

"Do you need some help?" I ask quietly, he turns to me holding out the cotton wool and I take it as a sign to come closer. The first-aid box sits on the counter, I push it to the side and jump, sitting next to the box on the counter. He stands in front of me, watching me as I dip the cotton in hydrogen peroxide before turning to face him, he steps closer to me "this might burn a bit" I warn him.

Dabbing it on his cuts, he hisses quietly. I get a good look at him while I clean his cuts, "hey! You're one of the guys involved in the fight at the party" he was in a fight with some guy who was drunk and I don't know what happened, I just know that him and Addison are friends.

"Yup, that's me" he tries to smile but winces when I clean the cut on his lip. Moving back, I inspect his face to make sure I cleaned all his wounds. "You're good" I beam, proud of my work, "thanks" he smiles.

I close the first aid and I'm about to jump down from the counter when the guy stops me, "let me help?" he grabs my hand and carefully helps me get off the counter. "I'm Bryce" he holds his hand out, "I'm Y/n" I put my hand in his, shaking it.

"You're really pretty" he blurts making me smile, "I just wanted to say thank you again, for helping me." I put my hands in my hoodie pockets "it's cool and thanks for the compliment" Bryce lets out a smile at my reply and wow, I can't even-

His smile is so beautiful, what.

-- P R E S E N T D A Y --

"You look gorgeous" Bryce comments from where he's sitting on his chair, doing a livestream on Instagram. "I'm wearing an oversized shirt, stop being so dramatic. Also, I'm taking this shirt" I point at the white long-sleeve I'm wearing.

"You always take my clothes anyway, come here" he opens his arms, "you really should pay more attention to your live" I remark walking over to him. I sit between his legs and he wraps his arms around me as I look through the new comments flooding his live, "guys, I have no idea how many times we have to say this but we're not dating" I announce when I see the 'are you guys dating?' questions.

"Yeah, she's my best friend. So, stop assuming things, I don't want to end up on tiktokroom." Bryce states, resting his chin on my shoulder, "your arms around her state otherwise though" I read out a comment. "Best friends can hold each other can't they?" I respond, raising an eyebrow. "Y/n is so pretty though, her skin is literally glowing. Melanin popping" Bryce reads out, "facts. I tell her that every day, she's my queen."

"Stopppp" I hide my face in my hands, covering my smile. "Why? I'm telling the world the truth" he laughs, "This is why you end up on tiktokroom" I uncover my face, peeking at the comments that are currently going wild about the fact that Bryce called me his queen.

"Alright, Bryce fix your fans. I have to go home, I wanna nap" I stand up, he pouts "you can stay here and we can cuddle." I shake my head, turning to look at his comment section, they're losing it. "Nope, you gonna end up on tiktokroom now. I have to go, love you. Bye" I yell, walking downstairs. "LOVE YOU TOO" Bryce yells back.