All Chapters of My Accidental Boyfriend: Chapter 181 - Chapter 187

I thought Jason was done asking.The last time we talked by the lockers, he said he’d back off—for now. I believed him. I thought that meant I’d have space to breathe, space to untangle the knot inside me without the weight of someone else’s expectations pressing down.But when I saw him walking toward me across the quad the next afternoon, determination in every step, I knew.He wasn’t finished.And neither was I.I was sitting on the low stone wall near the fountain, notebook open in my lap, though I hadn’t written a word in twenty minutes. The hum of students around me faded as soon as Jason stopped in front of me, his shadow falling across the page.“Hey,” he said.“Hey,” I echoed, trying to sound casual, though my pulse had already picked up speed.He shifted, like he was bracing himself. “Got a minute?”I nodded, snapping my notebook shut. “What’s up?”His eyes searched mine, steady and unflinching. “I told you I’d back off. And I meant it. But I also told you I’m not giving up.

I didn’t sleep much last night. Not because I was upset, but because my heart wouldn’t stop racing. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Jason’s face again—hesitant, hopeful, raw in a way I’d never seen before. And then my own voice, steady, surprising even me: Yes. The word kept echoing in my head like it had a life of its own. Yes. For once, it wasn’t about what Ethan was scheming, or what Alex might be hiding, or even the shadows Ava carried in her eyes. It was just about me. Me and Jason. And the way something so terrifying could also feel so right. By morning, I couldn’t keep it to myself anymore. I had to tell someone. So I found Ava and a couple of the girls I trusted in the dorm lounge. Ava was curled up on the couch with her coffee, her hair still damp from a shower, while the others scrolled their phones. I hesitated at the doorway, nerves buzzing in my stomach, then blurted, “Okay, don’t freak out, but—I’m dating Jason.” Every head snapped up. Ava nearly spil

Jason’s POVIf someone had told me a month ago that I’d be here — sitting under the old oak tree with Lila’s head resting on my shoulder, our hands tangled together — I wouldn’t have believed them.Not because I didn’t want it, but because it felt impossible.Too much stood between us: Ethan’s chaos, Alex’s quiet longing, Ava’s silence, the shadows of the past. I thought all of it would swallow us whole before we ever had the chance.But here she was. Here we were. And for the first time, I wasn’t afraid to hold on.The campus around us buzzed with its usual energy: students passing, voices carrying, laughter echoing in the distance. But in our little corner, it was quiet. Like the world had finally stopped spinning just for us.I glanced down at her. She wasn’t looking at me. She was staring up at the leaves above, eyes thoughtful, mouth curved in a soft smile.“What?” I asked.She tilted her head, studying me for a moment before answering. “Just thinking.”“About?”“Everything,” she

LilaShe never thought her story would be the kind of thing people whispered about in the cafeteria or edited into TikToks, but somehow, it was. It had been messy, dramatic, and exhausting, but it had also shown her what mattered most. What mattered wasn’t the rumors or the chaos—it was the people she’d chosen to stand with when everything settled. And with Jason at her side, she felt ready for whatever storm, whatever laughter, whatever whispers came next.JasonFor once in his life, he stopped waiting. He stopped circling. He stopped hesitating. And it paid off. Dating Lila didn’t magically erase his flaws or fix every part of who he was. He was still stubborn, still sometimes too proud, still a little too protective. But with her, he had balance. He had someone who challenged him, teased him, softened him. For the first time in a long time, he didn’t feel like he was fighting alone. With Lila, he finally felt like he was home.EthanHe never did apologize the traditional way. There