after the death of her mother, leighton's father sends her to a boarding school halfway across the world to be taught a lesson. she knows no one and no one knows her.
but the cherry on top is who her roommate is.
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"i'm a motherfuckin starboy"
-starboy by the weeknd
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Kai was panicking.
Well...panicking was an understatement.
He was freaking out.
Like pacing freaking out.
And I caused this.
"Kai, calm down please. You're giving me anxiety," I sigh.
"Well then we can share it because I have it too, okay? Your murderer father is on the loose and probably coming to kill you." He paces faster.
"So what?!" I scream.
"The fuck does that mean?"
I feel my own frustration bubbling up. "Why does it matter so much to you? Why do you care? Why the fuck do you care so much."
I cussed. Yes.
Kai's eyes widen, his face contorting with a mix of anger and something else—. "Why do I care?" He steps closer, his voice trembling with emotion. "Because your dad killed your mom, Leighton! He murdered her, and now he knows where you are. He knows you know. You might get murdered!"
His words hit me like a slap. I shake my head, trying to keep my voice steady. "I know, Kai. You don't think this affecting me? You don't think it's affecting me that I've been living with betrayal for the past God knows how many years?!"
Kai's face softens for a moment, but the anger quickly returns. "I know that, Winters! I know that! But you're treating this so carelessly. You're too calm."
"I'm not calm!" I shout back, my own emotions spilling over. "I'm scared, okay? I'm terrified. I'm scared for my life. Scared for yours. But what the hell am I supposed to do? Go into hiding or something?
"I don't know! But we'll figure something out! Why won't you let me help!?"
"Because it's not your problem!" I cry, tears streaming down my face. "Why do you care so much anyway?"
Kai's eyes blaze with an intensity that takes my breath away. "Because I like you, Leighton! I like you, and the thought of anything happening to you because of him... it kills me. I want you so fucking badly and it fucking hurts!"
The room falls silent, his confession hanging in the air between us.
For a moment, I can only stare at him, my heart pounding in my chest.
Then, before I can think, before I can second-guess, I close the distance between us, my hands grabbing the front of his shirt, pulling him down to me.
Our lips crash together, a furious, desperate kiss filled with all the emotions we've been holding back.
