LOGINBryson POV Blackridge University was already a nightmare before I dumped hot coffee all over Julian Hayes. He's tall, built, with this perfect smirk that makes me want to punch him. Captain of the hockey team and the biggest asshole I've ever met. He destroyed me in front of everyone. Made sure I knew exactly where I stood. But then I joined the hockey team to make my mom happy, and suddenly everything changed. I could actually play. And Julian? He started looking at me like he wanted to destroy me in a whole different way. Now every practice feels like war. Every time we're alone in the locker room, I can barely breathe. I hate him. I want him. And I'm pretty sure he knows it. Julian's POV I run Blackridge University. Team captain, golden boy, everyone wants to be me or be with me. Then some transfer kid crashes into me and ruins my shirt. Bryson Miller. Smart mouth, cheap clothes, and eyes that look at me like he's not impressed. I should've crushed him and moved on. But the little shit joined my hockey team and turned out to be good. Really good. Now I can't get him out of my head. Every practice, every fight we have feels like something else entirely. Something I don't want to think about. I thought that was complicated enough. Then I walk into my house tonight and find Bryson unpacking boxes in my living room..
View MoreCold DistanceJulian POVI wake up to silence.The cabin feels too quiet. For a second I forget why my chest feels tight, and then yesterday comes rushing back.The fight. Bryson's anger. The way he looked at me was like I hurt him.I sit up slowly and rub my face. My head aches and my eyes feel heavy. Signs that I didn't sleep well.Downstairs, I move around the kitchen quietly, pulling out eggs and bread. Maybe if I make breakfast, things will feel less awful. Maybe we can pretend yesterday didn't happen.I'm flipping eggs when I hear footsteps on the stairs.Bryson appears in the doorway. His hair is messy and his eyes look tired. He's wearing sweatpants and a hoodie, hands shoved in his pockets."Morning," he says. His voice is flat."Morning." I try to sound normal. "I made breakfast."He nods once and walks to the coffee maker. He pours himself a mug without looking at me.I plate the eggs and toast, setting one plate on the counter for him. "Here.""Thanks."He doesn't sit. Jus
Not BoyfriendsBryson POVI'm surprised when Julian slows the car and pulls over beside Elijah and Mason. Through the window, I can see they both look cold and tired.Julian rolls down his window. "You guys need a ride?""That would be great," Mason says, breathing into his hands. "Our car broke down this morning. We've been walking for almost an hour.""Get in," Julian says.They climb into the back seat, and I turn slightly to look at them. "Where are you staying?""Just up the road," Elijah says. "The cabin near the creek. Blue one."I know which one he means. It's only a few minutes from ours.Julian starts driving again, taking the winding hill road slowly. Mason leans forward between our seats."Thanks for this. We were starting to think we'd freeze before we made it back.""No problem," I say. "What happened to your car?""Nothing really, we walked our way here this morning, didn't seem so far till now."The drive takes a silent turnWe reach their cabin quickly. It sits nestle
Accidental coachJulian POVI wake up to the smell of something burning.My eyes open slowly, adjusting to the bright sunlight coming through the windows. The cabin is warm and quiet except for some noise coming from downstairs.I sit up and check my phone. It's almost eleven in the morning. I slept way longer than usual.The door opens and Bryson walks in carrying a tray. He's wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt, his hair messy from sleep."Morning," he says with a smile. "I made breakfast."I look at the tray. There are scrambled eggs that look slightly brown, toast that's definitely burned on the edges, and a glass of orange juice."You burned the toast," I say."It's not burned. It's crispy.""Bryson, it's black."He sets the tray down on the bed beside me. "Just eat it. I worked hard on this."I pick up a piece of toast and take a bite. It tastes like charcoal but I chew anyway. "It's terrible.""You're terrible." He climbs onto the bed and tries to steal the toast from my hand.I p
Unexpected TruthBryson POVI return to our booth balancing two plates of pancakes and bacon. Julian is still staring across the diner with an expression I've never seen before, pure excitement mixed with nervousness."You look like you're about to pass out," I say, setting the food down."That's Elijah Ward," Julian says again, like he still can't believe it."I know. You already told me." I slide into the booth across from him. "Captain of your favorite team, right?""Yeah." Julian's eyes haven't left the hockey player. "I've been watching him play since I was fourteen. He's incredible."I glance over at Elijah Ward. He's sitting in a corner booth with another man, both of them looking relaxed and casual. Nothing about them screams celebrity, which probably explains why no one else in the diner seems to have noticed."Do you want to go say hi?" I ask.Julian immediately shakes his head. "No. I can't just walk up to him.""Why not?""Because he's eating breakfast. I'd be interrupting
EscapeJulian POVThe drive to the cabin takes about three hours. Bryson handles the wheel while I watch the landscape change from city sprawl to small towns and eventually dense forest. Snow covers everything in a blanket of white, and the further we get from campus, the lighter I feel."You're smiling," Bryson says, glancing at me."Am I?""Yeah. It's nice." He reaches over and squeezes my hand briefly before returning it to the wheel. "You seem more relaxed already."Maybe I am. The thought of two weeks away from everything, just the two of us, feels like breathing for the first time in months.The town appears suddenly around a bend. It is small and charming, with the main street lined with shops decorated for Christmas. Lights hang from every lamppost, and garland wraps around storefront windows. A massive tree stands in the center of the town square, covered in ornaments and twinkling lights."This is perfect," Bryson says, his eyes lighting up as he takes it all in.Watching hi
Break.Bryson POVI don't even know why I'm this angry.We won. The team is celebrating. Julian played through pain and helped secure the victory. Everything should feel perfect right now.But all I can think about is the way Julian's face twisted every time he pushed off on that ankle. The way he gritted his teeth and kept going even when his body was screaming at him to stop. The way he threw himself into every play like he had something to prove, like breaking himself was somehow worth it.I watched him nearly collapse twice during the third period.And it makes something in my chest twist painfully.The locker room is loud with victory. Everyone is shouting and reliving the best moments of the game. I change quietly in the corner, keeping my head down.Julian approaches from across the room. I can feel his eyes on me even before he speaks."Hey," he says softly, stopping beside my locker. "Can we talk?""Not now." I don't look at him."Bryson...""I said not now." My voice comes o






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