تسجيل الدخولHAYDEN’S POVThe second the door clicks shut behind Stephen, the room feels… wrong.Like something important just got ripped out of it.I stood there for a second, staring at the spot where he was just standing, as if I could focus hard enough, I could rewind everything, take it back, and say or do something different.My chest tightens.I drag a hand through my hair, exhaling sharply, but it doesn’t help. Nothing does. His words are still echoing in my head, every single one of them hitting harder now that he’s gone.You’re running.My jaw clenches.I turn away, pacing once across the room before stopping near the desk, gripping the edge of it.“I’m not,” I mutter under my breath, even though there’s no one here to hear it.But the words don’t land right.Because part of me knows he’s not wrong.My phone lights up again on the desk, buzzing against the table.It was still Lilian.I stare at it for a second, watching her name flash across the screen like a reminder of everything I jus
STEPHEN’S POV:I wake up slowly, like I’m being pulled out of something warm and heavy. For a few seconds, I don’t even open my eyes. I just lie there, breathing, feeling.The sheets are soft and the air is different and then it hits me. This was Hayden’s room.My eyes snap open.Everything comes back in fragments at first—the rooftop, the way he kissed me like he meant it, the way we couldn’t stop once we started. The laughter, the quiet, the certainty of it.My chest tightens, but not in a bad way. In a holy shit, that actually happened kind of way.I turn my head slightly.He is sitting on the edge of the bed. He is already awake and dressed and the moment I really look at him… something feels off.My stomach drops. “Hey,” I say, my voice still rough with sleep as I push myself up on one elbow.He doesn’t answer immediately. He is staring at his phone.The screen lights up again. A name flashes across it.It was Lilian.I don’t know why, but something in my chest twists sharply
STEPHEN’S POVI don’t think. The moment his lips crash into mine, everything else just… disappears.The anger, the frustration. The sharp, jagged edge I’ve been carrying around since that night.They were all gone. All I can feel is him.For a split second, I freeze, not because I don’t want this, but because I’ve wanted it for too long and I’ve imagined this moment in a hundred different ways, and none of them ever felt like this.Then something inside me snaps into place and I kiss him back, hard.My hand comes up instinctively, gripping the back of his neck as I pull him closer, like I’m afraid he might change his mind if I give him even an inch of space. His fingers clutch at my jacket, holding on just as tightly, and it sends a rush of heat straight through me.He’s here and he chose this.The thought alone is enough to make my chest feel like it’s about to burst.The kiss deepens, messy and uncoordinated at first, too much emotion, too much everything, but we find a rhythm quick
HAYDEN’S POVThe door hadn’t even stopped vibrating from the force of Stephen slamming it before I was moving.“Shit”I was already out of the room, my heart racing so fast it felt like it might actually tear through my chest. The hallway blurred as I ran, my shoes hitting the floor too hard and loud, drawing attention but I didn’t care.“Stephen!” I shouted.There was no answer. Of course not.I pushed forward anyway, turning the corner just in time to catch a glimpse of him disappearing down the stairwell.Relief hit me so suddenly that it almost made my knees weak. He hadn’t left the building.I followed.The stairwell door banged open as I shoved through it, the cold, echoing space swallowing the sound of my footsteps as I climbed. Fast. Too fast. My lungs burned almost immediately, but I didn’t slow down.“Stephen….wait!”My voice bounced off the concrete walls, but the only response was the sharp rhythm of his footsteps above me.He was still going up, not down.That realization
HAYDEN’S POVI shouldn’t have gone back. I knew it the second time i stepped into the dorm building.The air felt wrong again. Conversations dipped as i walked past, eyes followed me a second too long, and even the silence felt louder than usual.By the time i reach our floor, my chest is already tight. I hesitate in front of the door. For a second… I was thinking about turning around and going anywhere else.Ammy’s place, the field. Hell, even just wandering outside until it gets dark.Anywhere but here.But I didn’t. Because i can’t keep avoiding this, not when it is already spiraling.So i push the door open and immediately….My body goes still.Stephen’s voice cuts through the room, low and cold, but there is something underneath it.I close the door slowly behind me, my grip tightening on the handle for just a second before I let go.“I….” I start, but the words get stuck.Stephen is standing near the window, arms crossed, his posture rigid. His eyes are already on me.“You got m
HAYDEN’S POVI didn’t go.I stared at the message for almost an hour last night, my thumb hovering over the screen, my mind running through every possible outcome.Meet me tonight. Alone.Something about it felt… off.It was not just the words, but the tone and the weight behind them. Whoever sent that message knew something….something specific enough to make my chest tighten in a way I couldn’t explain.And yeah, part of me knew.Part of me had already connected the dots.It was Stephen. But that didn’t make it easier to face. If anything, it made it worse. So I didn’t go.Instead, I stayed in my room.I locked the door, turned off the lights, and sat on the edge of my bed with my phone face down beside me like it was something dangerous.I kept telling myself I would check it and respond. That I would go up to the roof just to see….But I didn’t.Because deep down, I knew that if I went, whatever was waiting for me up there… it wasn’t something I could just walk away from.And I was
ELLA’S POVI shouldn’t have come here.The cheerleader field was loud with whistles and laughter, girls stretching, practicing lifts, pretending their lives were uncomplicated. The sun was too bright and my head was pounding. My mouth still tasted like regret.And there she was.Lilian stood near t
STEPHEN’S POVI didn’t go back to my hostel right away. I sat on the steps outside the arts building instead, elbows on my knees as I stared at space. My phone buzzed twice in my pocket. It was probably Hayden, or not, but I ignored it. My chest still felt badly injured from Ella’s words and the w
STEPHEN’S POVI didn’t remember deciding to leave.One second I was standing in the hallway, Hayden’s door still vibrating from where it had slammed shut, my chest tight and buzzing like I’d swallowed broken glass. The next, I was outside, the night air hitting my face like a slap.I deserved worse
HAYDEN’S POVI regretted coming back the second I opened the door.Stephen was in the living room, kissing some guy like he owned the place. Hands on his waist, his lips curved into a smile like nothing in the world had ever touched him wrong.I felt my stomach twist.I turned away immediately. “F







