Nolan's totally head over heels for Pierre, seeing her as way more than just a buddy. They've been close since they were teens, going through thick and thin together. Nolan's stuck in the friend zone, and it's tearing him up inside. Pierre's all friendly with him, sure, but she doesn't look at him the way she does to her ex. It's a real gut punch for Nolan, watching Pierre's face light up when she talks about her ex boyfriend.
Nolan's in a tough spot, loving their friendship but secretly wishing for more. He's constantly battling with himself, wondering if he should spill the beans about his feelings or just keep it all bottled up. It's not easy being Pierre's go-to guy while hoping she'll eventually see him differently. Every time they hang out, it's a mix of happiness and heartache for him.
"If you open my heart right now, you'll see how fast it beats for you, Pen," he said, looking at her with soft, warm eyes that showed both his vulnerability and his affection. The air was filled with a sweet tension, their hearts beating in sync like a gentle rhythm.
One unexpected moment and their friendship took an exciting turn. What began as a fun night of laughter and reminiscing suddenly blossomed into something more intimate, leaving them both pleasantly surprised about what might come next. A spontaneous connection added a new dimension to their friendship, making things a bit different but intriguing. The easy-going atmosphere they once had shifted into something new. Now it was filled with meaningful glances and thoughtful pauses. Could they embrace this change? That question lingered in their minds, full of possibilities.
18+ Mature Content
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Helene Veritas spends most of her time taking care of others by providing counseling to teenagers and being a caretaker for her mom.
But who is taking care of her?
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❝ It feels like home being this close to him, having him inside of me. I realized I had closed my eyes, so when I open them, I see Felix smiling. It's radiant. It makes me smile as well.
As I start moving my hips, I hear him mumble, "fuck I missed you."
Missed me? Or missed this? He barely knows me, and I shudder to think if he slept with anyone else in the last month. I'm so confused... I shouldn't want him, and yet, I don't want him with anyone else. He deserves more than someone who's broken. More than someone who is about to lose their mom.
"Helene? Come back to me." Drawing my attention back with one hand caressing my face. ❞
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