Sort Of Us,,

Sort Of Us is a slow-burn romance. All characters are fictional, and so are their stories.Disclaimer: I cannot know what may trigger you, but I'll always add warnings when needed. Mental health and harsh language will appear, and if anything gets too heavy, I'll make sure to give a heads-up. I'm one person, so little mistakes may happen, but I'm always open to adding or adjusting warnings if needed.
Eliza Sawyer and Zayn Wilder were inseparable growing up, their lives intertwined thanks to their parents' lifelong friendship. Summers meant sprinklers and laughter, nights meant horror movies they weren't allowed to watch, and weekends were sleepovers where secrets spilled like second nature. They had their places-the corner booth at the diner, the park near Zayn's house-spaces that belonged to them alone. To everyone else, they were a package deal, two halves of a whole.
But senior year pulled them apart. Zayn chased late nights, parties, and freedom, while Eliza struggled silently under the weight of responsibility and her own mental health. The night she needed him most, he wasn't there. Maybe he forgot, maybe he didn't understand-but to Eliza, it felt like betrayal. After one sharp argument, silence swallowed their friendship. By graduation, they were strangers.
Years passed. Eliza built a steady routine. Zayn buried himself in streaming, friends, and noise to cover the emptiness. Their parents stayed close, but they avoided each other-until fate intervened. Without knowing, they both ended up in the same apartment complex. Neither expected to see the other again. But when they finally collide, it isn't the reunion anyone imagined. They aren't the kids they used to be-but the bond they shared is impossible to forget.