The next morning, Ava woke up feeling lighter after her conversations with Ethan and Lucas. The emotional weight had lessened, but there was still an undercurrent of uncertainty lingering in her thoughts. The tension between the two guys and her emotions had been managed for now, but she knew things could shift at any moment.
School resumed its usual hum of activity, with students buzzing in the hallways, sharing gossip and weekend stories. Ava was heading to class when she noticed Lucas by his locker, his tall frame relaxed, but his eyes searching the hallway. When their eyes met, he smiled, and Ava felt warmth spread through her chest.
Lucas walked over to her, his voice soft yet teasing. "Hey, you disappeared after lunch yesterday. I didn't get to ask—how'd the talk with Ethan go?"
Ava shrugged, trying to act nonchalant. "It was... alright. He needed to talk, and I think he's starting to come to terms with everything."
Lucas tilted his head, his expression turning serious for a moment. "I'm glad. I know it's been tough for both of you. But I hope this means you can finally have some peace."
Ava smiled, appreciating his understanding. "Yeah, me too."
Before they could continue, the bell rang, signaling the start of their classes. "Catch you later," Lucas said, giving her a small wave before heading down the hall.
As Ava sat in class, her thoughts wandered again. She had resolved things with Ethan, but she couldn't ignore the way Lucas made her feel. His patience, his steady presence—it was all so comforting. Yet, there was an edge of excitement, a pull she couldn't quite explain. He made her feel like she could be herself, flaws and all.
That afternoon, during a free period, Ava found herself scrolling through old pictures on her phone. Pictures of her with Emily, her family, and even some with Ethan. But one photo caught her attention—a picture she had taken of Lucas a few months ago. They had been studying together at the park, and she had captured him mid-laugh, his eyes crinkled in the most carefree way.
Looking at the photo now, Ava couldn't help but smile. There was something magnetic about Lucas that made her feel drawn to him in ways she hadn't fully understood before. He had always been there for her, steady and dependable. But now, she realized that maybe her feelings for him ran deeper than she had originally thought.
That evening, Ava met Lucas at his house to study, a routine they had started a few months ago. His room was cozy, with books scattered on the floor and posters of bands plastered on the walls. As they settled in, their conversation flowed easily, shifting from schoolwork to more personal topics.
At some point, Ava noticed Lucas watching her, his expression unreadable. "What's on your mind?" she asked, trying to keep her voice light.
Lucas hesitated for a moment, then leaned forward slightly, his voice low. "You. I've been thinking about you a lot lately."
Ava's heart skipped a beat, her breath catching in her throat. "What do you mean?"
Lucas looked her straight in the eye, his gaze intense. "I mean, I think we've been dancing around something for a while now, and I'm tired of pretending I don't feel this way."
The air between them seemed to crackle with tension as Ava struggled to process his words. Her mind raced, torn between the comfort she found in Lucas and the fear of complicating things even more.
"I... I don't know what to say," Ava whispered, her voice barely audible.
Lucas reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "You don't have to say anything right now. I just needed you to know. I care about you, Ava. More than just as a friend."
Ava's heart pounded in her chest, the weight of his confession settling over her. She had always known there was something between them, but hearing him say it out loud made everything feel more real, more complicated.
Before she could respond, Lucas pulled back slightly, giving her space to process. "I don't want to push you into anything. I just wanted to be honest. You've been through so much, and I don't want to add more confusion to your life."
Ava looked at him, her emotions swirling in a confusing mix of attraction and uncertainty. "I appreciate that, Lucas. I just... need time to figure things out."
Lucas nodded, his expression softening. "Take all the time you need. I'm not going anywhere."
They spent the rest of the evening in a comfortable silence, the weight of Lucas's confession hanging in the air. As Ava left his house later that night, her mind was a whirlwind of thoughts. She cared deeply for Lucas, but could she risk changing their relationship? And what did it mean for her already complicated situation with Ethan?
As she walked home, the cool night air cleared her mind, but the answers she sought remained elusive. One thing was certain, though—nothing would ever be the same.
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Beneath The Surface
RomanceAva Collins is a high school junior who has mastered the art of makeup to conceal her insecurities and present a flawless image to the world. Behind her confident facade lies a girl struggling with self-doubt and a deep-seated fear of being judged f...