Frerard. "Cant save anyone" I say, looking at my brother dancing with his deadbeat of a boyfriend. I already know whats bound to happen. "I dont know why he cant just choose someone good for him." Pete says sadly, looking at my brother with worry clear on his face. I look over at him with the same expression, before taking a large gulp from the Red stripe bottle. The room was already blurry enough, but that didnt stop me from trying to numb myself. After Grimacing at the deadbeat kissing my brother, I stand upcand walk towards the stairs in search of the bathroom. I Open one of the bedroom doors on accident, only to be pulled in by an unrecognized soul. they stand behind me, before grinding into me. I cant say I wasnt flattered. I hear his breathing near my ear, I could already smell the alcohol on his breath. "Payback time" I hear the smirk as he spins me around revealing me to frank. My tormentor. My foe. My wishful thinking. He shoves his lips onto mine roughly, backing up onto the bed. And thats when things got heated.
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤 𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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