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Ethan POVFinally, I’m home.God, I couldn’t stand that hospital anymore. The smell of antiseptic, the constant beeping machines, nurses coming in every ten minutes.That experience was hell.I dropped my bag on the couch and fell face first onto my bed, breathing in the soft scent of my sheets. Freedom.The only thing that made that whole nightmare bearable was Ryan. He had been there every single day bringing food, helping me walk when I could barely stand, talking to me until I fell asleep.And now… he was officially my boyfriend.Though, he said to keep it a secret for now.I still didn’t really get why. Maybe he just wanted to take things slow, or maybe he didn’t want the others teasing us. Either way, just thinking about it made me smile like an idiot.The break was ending in two days, which meant I would be back at the track soon racing again, training again… being roommates with him again.I sighed, picking up my phone and typing out a quick text: ~ I’m home.A second later,

Ryan POVI finished showering and wrapped the towel around my waist. The steam filled the room, and the mirror was already fogged. I wiped it a little and looked at myself. My hair was still dripping wet when the door opened suddenly.“Ethan!” I said, turning quickly. “Can’t you knock? Haven't you heard of the word knocking?”He walked in like nothing happened. “It’s our room. Why should I knock? Haven't you heard of the word locking?” He smirked.“Don't tease me! You should still do it.”He ignored me and dropped his bag on the bed. “You just showered?”“No, I climbed out the window and rolled in the rain,” I muttered.He smirked. “You and that mouth.”Before I could say anything, he came up behind me and hugged me, both his arms going around my waist. I froze immediately.“Ethan, stop,” I said, holding his wrist.“Why?” he asked quietly, resting his chin on my shoulder. “You don’t like it anymore?”“I didn’t say that,” I muttered. “You’re making me wet your clothes.”He chuckled aga

Kyle POVThe bar had emptied into the usual blur of noise and neon. The table was a battlefield of bottles, shot glasses, and Champ’s ridiculous laughter. He was slumped against my shoulder now, mumbling half sentences that only made sense in his head.Ash and the others were halfway gone. I'm sure as hell they were going to all wake up here tomorrow morning. Couch was going to scream his lugs tomorrow.“Alright,” I said, tugging gently at Champ's sleeve. “Party’s over. You, mister champion of chaos, are going to bed.”Ethan waved lazily from across the table. “Take him, Kyle. He’s so done for.”Ryan gave a faint smirk. “Make sure he doesn’t steal any street signs on the way, he's always doing that when he gets drunk.”“Ha ha,” I muttered, looping my arm under Champ’s. “Come on, hero.”He blinked up at me, his cheeks flushed and eyes glassy. Then he pinched my face with both hands, squishing my cheeks together.“Whose boyfriend is this? He’s so cute!” I turned to Ethan and Ryan, glanc

Ryan POVMy head was pounding like someone had drummed through my skull the whole night. I blinked into the dull morning light slicing through the curtain and groaned. My body felt heavy, my throat felt dry, and everything about me felt weak.Judging from my attitude, I knew I was drunk last night. I wasn't a type to drink but last night felt different. Before, I didn't drink because I was scared of not having who to take me back home but now I do have Ethan, that might have been the reason I gave in my all to drink.Ethan’s voice floated from somewhere near the bathroom. “How do you feel?" He smirked walking towards me with a bowl. "How lucky are you to get a boyfriend like me." He sighed."Cocky." I rolled my eyes at him."Hmmmn, luckily, I got you a congee.”I sat up halfway, rubbing my temple. “A what?”He appeared by my side with a messy hair and smug look as always, holding a steaming bowl. “Congee. You know, rice porridge. It helps with hangovers and idiots who don’t know their

Ethan POVIt has been a week since coach announced we’d be dismantled. Call me selfish, but I was actually happy about it.Not because I wanted it to end — no, hell no — but because for once, I could finally have Ryan all to myself and he'll get to figure out what he can do better. Bit just live his life full of rides.But the fool had been sulking for days. Acting like someone snatched his soul and left only his body walking around. He would come to the field, barely talk, ride two laps, and just sit down staring at the ground like it would tell him the future.I had tried everything like giving him his favourite snacks, I tried teasing him, even a little bit of trouble but guess what?Yeah, nothing worked.Today though, practice was good. The guys were starting to laugh again. Coach even looked relieved for the first time in weeks. I guess everyone had accepted it. Everyone except Ryan of course.Why was he so stubborn?He was at the far end of the track, sitting down with some guys