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68 - Under control.
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2026-03-24 23:10:32
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CRAVING THE BAD BOY 74 - You're not okay.
I thought I was doing better, I really did. I told myself I was fine. That I was moving on. That I was focusing on myself. But Sofia saw right through me. It was a quiet afternoon at the shop. Not too busy. Just enough people to keep us moving. I was behind the counter, wiping a glass that was already clean. I didn’t even realize I had been doing it for almost a minute."Aria."I froze slightly. I knew that tone. I slowly looked up. Sofia was staring at me. Not smiling. Not joking. Just…watching. "What?" I asked, trying to sound normal.She folded her arms. "Are you serious right now?"I blinked. "About what?"She stepped closer. "That," she said, pointing at the glass in my hand. "You’ve been cleaning the same thing for ages."I glanced down. Oh. I dropped it immediately and reached for another task."I’m just tired," I said quickly.Sofia didn’t move. "Stop it."My hand paused. "Stop what?" I asked.She shook her head slowly. "Stop pretending."I let out a small breath and turned aw
CRAVING THE BAD BOY 73 - I don't care anymore.
Ariana POVSomething was changing. I didn’t know exactly when it started, or how, but I could feel it. I stared at my phone again. Nick’s last message was still there."I’ll call you later."That was hours ago. I had replied. "Okay." Short, simple, that was it. Before, I would have sent more. I would have asked questions. I would have waited. I would have cared more. Now? I just…didn’t. I dropped my phone on the bed and leaned back against the wall. My room felt quiet, too quiet. But this time, it didn’t feel peaceful, it felt empty.I closed my eyes and let out a slow breath. Why does this feel different? That question had been sitting in my chest for days now. Ever since everything started. The videos, the attention, the tension in his voice, the way he kept saying everything was fine, when it clearly wasn’t. I wasn’t stupid. I could feel it. Something was wrong. And no matter how many times he said he had it under control…I didn’t believe him, not fully.My phone buzzed. I opened m
CRAVING THE BAD BOY 72 - Everything is falling apart.
Nick POVI had not slept, not even a little. I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling, my eyes open and dry. Every time I tried to close them, my mind started running again. The same thoughts. The same problems. Over and over. The videos, the pictures. Ariana, Laura, Her father.Everything felt like it was crashing together at once. I turned to my side and grabbed my phone. The screen lit up immediately. Notifications, too many. I stared at them for a few seconds before unlocking it. Bad idea. Very bad idea.My name was everywhere. Posts, blogs, sports pages, random accounts, people I didn’t even know were talking about me like they knew my whole life. Some of the headlines made my chest tighten."Rising football star caught in scandal.""Mystery girl exposed.""Is this the end of his clean image?"I clenched my jaw and scrolled faster, hoping it would get better. It didn’t. If anything, it got worse. People were adding their own stories. Twisting things. Making it bigger than it was.
CRAVING THE BAD BOY 71 - We shouldn't be talking.
Ariana POVIt was late, too late to still be awake, but I was. Lying on my bed, staring at the ceiling. My room was quiet, too quiet. The kind of quiet that makes your thoughts louder. And mine were very loud. My thoughts drifted to Nick again. Of course, it was always him.His voice from earlier kept replaying in my head and how he has assured me everything is under control. I turned to my side and sighed. “Why does that sound like a lie?” I whispered. I didn’t want to think like that. I didn’t want to doubt him. But something felt off. And no matter how hard I tried to ignore it…That feeling wouldn’t go away. My phone was beside me. Screen dark. Silent. I kept glancing at it. Waiting. I didn’t even know for what. A message, a call, something, anything.“Stop it, Aria,” I muttered. “You’re overthinking.” But even as I said it…I knew I wasn’t. I reached for my phone and unlocked it, yet no new messages, no calls, just silence. I exhaled slowly. Then locked it again and dropped it bes
CRAVING THE BAD BOY 70 - The heck?
Nick POVI knew something was wrong the moment I stepped onto the field. The energy felt different, off. Usually, when I walked in, the guys would joke around. Some would greet me. Some would talk about practice. But today? It was quiet, too damn quiet.A few of them looked at me, then quickly looked away, others whispered, my chest tightened. “Yeah…this is bad,” I muttered under my breath.I dropped my bag on the bench and reached for my phone. I had so many fucking notifications. I didn’t even need to open them to know what it was about. The videos, the pictures, Ariana.I clenched my jaw and locked my phone. “Don’t check it,” I told myself. “Just focus.” But it wasn’t that easy, because no matter how hard I tried to act normal…everything around me reminded me that things were not normal anymore.“Nick.”I looked up. It was coach, he was standing at the edge of the field, arms crossed, face serious.“Office, Now.”My stomach dropped. “Yeah… coming,” I said.I grabbed my water bottle
CRAVING THE BAD BOY 69 - Reality sucks.
Ariana POVI kept staring at the mug in my hand. The coffee inside had gone cold. But I didn’t even notice. My mind was somewhere else. On him. On his voice. On the way he said, 'Everything is under control.' I knew it wasn’t. I just knew. Nick was hiding something from me. Even if he didn’t say it…I could feel it in the pauses, in the way his voice sounded, in the things he didn’t say.I exhaled slowly. "Maybe I’m overthinking," I whispered to myself. But deep down, I knew I wasn’t."Jesus Christ, Aria!"I flinched at the sudden voice and looked up. Sofia stood in front of me, staring."When did you get here?" I asked."I’ve been calling you for the past ten seconds," she said. "Ari, I’ve been standing here waiting for you to serve me."I blinked. Then looked around. The shop slowly came back into focus. The tables, the chairs, the counter. God…I almost forgot where I was."I’m so sorry," I said quickly, standing up. "I didn’t realize...""Aria," Sofia cut in, softer now, "what’s goi
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