LOGINShare
No Way Out
publish date:
2026-10-20 20:52:57[Ava’s POV]
Kyle bends down without a word and starts gathering the notebooks and pens still scattered across the tile.
He picks them up one by one, stacking the books neatly and sliding the smaller things into the front pocket of my bag like he has all the time in the world.
Every movement draws more eyes. People who had started to drift away now stop again, watching him handle my things as if this is the most interesting show of the morning. When the last paper is tucked away he zips the bag closed and holds it out to me.
I take it from him, push the rim of my glasses higher on my nose, and shut my locker with more force than necessary. Then I turn and walk as fast as my feet would allow.
My shoes hit the floor harder than usual, but I can still hear his footsteps following at an easy pace behind me. The crowd parts without anyone saying a word.
They step aside for him, not for me, and the stares that land on my back are a strange mix of anger and something sharper, something that feels like they are already deciding how to use this against me later.
I keep going until I round the corner into a quieter stretch of hallway. The second I am sure no one else is close enough to hear, I stop and spin around.
He is closer than I expected, and he cannot brake in time. His chest bumps into my shoulder and I rock back a step, one hand flying up to my forehead where we collided.
When I look up he is already watching me, that same roguish grin from yesterday sitting easy on his mouth.
I drag in a breath and try to find the right words. “Look, I know this is all messed up. Yesterday I pulled you into something you never asked for, and I am sorry. It was a mistake.”
He does not answer right away. Instead he steps forward, slow enough that I have time to move back until my shoulders press against the cool metal of the lockers behind me.
He places one hand on either side of my head, caging me in without actually touching me, and tilts his head.
“And what exactly are you trying to say?” he asks, voice low.
I open my mouth, then close it again. His eyes are darker up close than they looked in the crowded hallway, and for a second I forget how to form a full sentence.
I shut my eyes just to break the contact, then open them again and force the rest out.
“I am saying you can tell everyone I was lying. The school will believe you. You are the one they actually listen to. You do not have to keep this going because of one stupid moment I created.”
The corner of his mouth lifts higher. “So you are trying to burn the bridge after already crossing it.”
My hands curl into fists at my sides, and I force the question out. “Okay. Then what else do you want?”
He holds my gaze for another beat, then says, “Well, since you already announced to the entire school that I am your boyfriend, there is not much left to discuss.”
The words land a low blow on me.
“I don’t understand what you’re trying to say.”
He steps back and gives me a small smile."Sweetheart, you already told half the school I'm yours. You really want to walk back in there and tell them you were lying?"
The words strike exactly where they should. And I know he's right, I'd only be making things worse. But I have no other solution for this.
“And besides, you don't want my friends to tease me, do you?”
I furrow my brow. What does he mean by his friends teasing him? As far as I know, nobody would dare raise a brow at Kyle West. So why is he making it sound like I am the one wronging him?
For a moment he seems to read the debate on my face. He lets out a small laugh.
“There’s no need to be scared. Don’t worry. I don’t bite…” he pauses for two seconds.
“Hard,” he completes with a half smirk.
The word makes me drag in a slow breath to calm myself, everything is already out of control now, and I can only try to fix it.
Before I can reply he gives me a small, satisfied smile, turns, and starts walking away. I stay frozen against the lockers, heart still beating too fast, already regretting every choice that led me here. Just before he disappears around the next corner he glances back over his shoulder.
“See you after class, girlfriend.”
He throws me a single, deliberate wink, and I am left standing alone in the quiet hallway, wondering what the hell I have just gotten myself into.
Latest chapter
ONE KISS TO TAME THE BAD BOY The Bad Boy's Jersey.
[Ava’s POV]I stare at Kyle, still standing in the courtyard with his hands in his pockets and that unreadable expression on his face.“What could you possibly have to tell me?” I ask, my voice tighter than I want it to be.He steps closer and rests both hands lightly on my shoulders, the touch steady enough to keep me from moving away. A small smile pulls at the corner of his mouth.“Relax, little kitten,” he says, eyes warming just a fraction. “It’s just something that might make you a little happy.”I feel my brows draw together. The nickname catches me off guard more than the words themselves. I push lightly against his chest with one hand, trying to create space.“Just say it already.”Kyle reaches behind him and pulls out a folded piece of fabric. He holds it out toward me without another word. I take it carefully, still watching his face, then unfold the material. It is a jersey. His jersey. The name WEST is printed across the back above a bold number, the same one I have seen
ONE KISS TO TAME THE BAD BOY The Name On The List.
[Ava’s POV]The professor’s question hangs in the air, and every pair of eyes in the room seems to turn toward our desk. My throat feels tight. I open my mouth to say Joseph’s name, but Kyle speaks first, calm and clear enough for the entire class to hear.“She’s with me,” he says, leaning back in the chair like the matter is already settled.Joseph shifts uncomfortably beside us. I force myself to look at the professor and keep my voice steady.“I was going to partner with Joseph,” I say.Kyle turns his head just enough to meet my eyes. There is no smile this time, only a quiet warning.“We just became official yesterday,” he reminds me, the word landing heavier than it should. “It would look strange if my girlfriend spent the next three weeks working that closely with someone else, don’t you think?”I know what he is doing. He is strengthening the claim in front of everyone, making it harder for me to pull away.The fake dating agreement sits between us like a thin wire, and he is
ONE KISS TO TAME THE BAD BOY The Best Project Partners.
[Ava’s POV]Morning light slips through the thin curtains earlier than I want it to. I sit up slowly, rub the sleep from my eyes, and force myself out of bed. The apartment is quiet except for the soft sound of Theo moving around in the small kitchen. I pull on a plain sweater and jeans, tie my hair back, and join him.I make eggs and toast the way he likes them, nothing fancy, just enough to fill us both. We eat at the narrow table without talking much. When the plates are empty I reach for my bag.“I can drop you at school first,” I tell him.Theo shakes his head, already standing to rinse his plate. “I’m fine. You should just go ahead. I don’t want to make you late.”I watch him for a second, then nod. He is getting older, more independent, and some days that makes the weight on my shoulders feel heavier instead of lighter. I grab my backpack, check that his medication is still on the counter, and leave.The walk to the academy feels longer than usual. Every corner I turn, I half
ONE KISS TO TAME THE BAD BOY The Bad Boy Saves.
[Ava’s POV]I wait for the hit. My eyes stay shut, my shoulders tight, every muscle locked in place as I brace for the pain that should already be exploding across my face. Seconds stretch longer than they should. Yet nothing lands. Instead a heavy, solid sound cracks through the room, the noise of two bodies colliding hard enough to shake the air. I slowly open one eye, half expecting to find myself somewhere else entirely, maybe already on the floor. What I see makes my breath catch. Kyle West stands in front of me, one hand locked around the wrist of the man who was about to strike me. His expression is cold, the kind of look that says the other person has already crossed a line he will not forgive. He shoves the guy backward with enough force that the man stumbles into one of the leather chairs. The second man scrambles to his feet, face twisted in anger. “Who the hell are you?” he demands, voice rising. “And what makes you think you can just bust in here?” Kyle d
ONE KISS TO TAME THE BAD BOY Private Rooms
[Ava’s POV]The second I push through the back door the noise hits me like a wall. Bass thumps so hard I feel it in my teeth. Colored lights sweep across bodies that move too close together. Women in dresses that barely reach mid-thigh laugh too loudly. Men watch them with eyes that stay too long. I keep my head down and walk faster, the change of clothes clutched tight against my chest.In the staff room, I strip out of my ordinary jeans and sweater and pull on the uniform they make us wear. The top is lower than anything I would ever choose. The skirt sits higher on my thighs than feels safe. I stare at myself in the cracked mirror for one second, then look away. Staying home will not pay for Theo’s medication. Staying home will not keep the lights on. I push the door open and step onto the floor.Two of the other girls are already stacking trays. One of them glances up and grins.“You’re a little late today, Ava. What’s wrong?” she asks, tilting her head.The second girl leans o
ONE KISS TO TAME THE BAD BOY The Ride Home
[Ava’s POV]Class feels longer than usual. At the far end of the room Ryan has his arm around Sophie’s shoulders, their heads tilted together like the rest of us do not exist. I told myself I was done with him. I said the words out loud in front of half the school. Still, watching them sends a dull ache through my chest. Two years of showing up, of choosing him first, and this is what it looks like from the outside.The bell finally rings. I gather my books slower than I need to, then glance toward the doorway. Part of me expects Kyle to be leaning against the frame. He is not there. Relief slips through me so quietly I almost miss it. At least I will not have to deal with him right now.I step into the corridor and take the narrow side route I have used for months, the one most people ignore. My bag bounces against my hip as I walk faster, then break into a light run. Halfway down the passage I look back over my shoulder to make sure no one is following. When I turn forward again
You May Also Like
The Bad Boy Falls in Love
Tea_tae164.1K viewsMy Daddy and Uncles
Flying Soul 🦋122.7K viewsRejected By My Best Friend, Accepted By The Bad-Boy
Anna Campbell69.3K viewsHe Is A Billionaire Jock
Veliciah440.8K viewsThe transfer captain's kiss
Dorcas Baker279 viewsMy Forbidden Hockey Star
S.O Celine 727 viewsRule Breaker (ENGLISH)
Jin519 viewsTaming the varsity player
Diva.dazzel1.2K views
