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Ongoing, First published Jan 17, 2024
Mature
RORY KAVANAGH
A year after my dad, Johnny Kavanagh, the world, renowned rugby player retired from his professional career, my parents uprooted our life and brought the whole family back to their childhood home in Balllylaggin, Ireland. At first, I saw resentment to this relocation, leaving behind all my friends in Dublin, but that's until the dark Princess came into my life, Gracie Gibson. I've met her when I was nothing but a awkward preteen and she was nothing but the shy girl hiding behind her mothers legs, but since then she has grown into the most fascinating women I have ever meet. 

GRACIE GIBSON
I wanted out. Out of this school, this town, this country. I was an outcast in Tommen, with black and white hair and big combat boots. I rarely had friends besides, Rosie Biggs and my older brother Cory. I was destined for something greater than this life. London, Madrid, France, it was all calling my name. I thought I would never find happiness in Ballylaggin until I met him. Rory Kavanagh. 



Please read with caution! This book contains sensitive and potentially trigger subjects dealing with SA, mental health and self harm. Please read at your own risk

*this is a FanFiction, and I am in no way associated with Chloe Walsh and her publishers this is just for fun!
Thank you so much for taking your time to read my book and I hope, with all my heart, you enjoy and fall in love with the characters as much as I did.
A special thanks to my editor @muireannmarie! This story would not be here today if it weren't for you <3
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Rory Kavanagh. The best rugby player Tommen has ever seen-well, besides his da, obviously. Johnny Kavanagh. The Johnny Kavanagh. Our parents are basically joint at the hip, best mates since they were kids. And naturally, me and Rory just... became mates too. That's the deal. That's what we said we'd be. Friends. Right? Friends. But like-come on. Have you seen him? His abs? That man has a six-pack like he's sculpted from marble. His hair? Brown and silky, like-like a shampoo ad or somethin'. And those eyes? The kind of blue that makes you forget your own name. I swear to God, I'm not even being dramatic. So yeah... maybe I've a teeny, tiny, miniscule crush on him. Can you blame me? No. No, you can't. I won't hear it. But I'm not saying a thing. No way. What if he just laughs? That'd kill me. So for now, I'll just pretend I don't stare at him for longer than is normal when he talks. For now, it's just friendship. Grand. ...But what if he does feel the same? *** Bethany Gibson. Jaysus. She's been my best friend since we were in playschool, like actually since nappies. She's pure chaos-loud, mad, always in trouble for something-but I wouldn't change a thing about her. Not one thing. She's class. Gorgeous too. Not just like "oh she's grand," no-proper gorgeous. Her blonde curls bounce when she laughs, and I swear it's like the sun's just following her around. Her eyes? Silver. Like not even grey-silver, like a flipping fairy or something. Every time she looks at me, I forget what I was saying. Which is not ideal when you're trying to seem normal, right? I've fancied her since I was about seven. Maybe six. But what am I supposed to do? Tell her? What if she just laughs and goes, "Ah you're gas," and then pats me on the head like I'm some lost puppy? I'd actually evaporate from shame. But then again... what if she does like me back? What if all this time I was too scared to see it?