All Chapters of Edges Of Us: Chapter 11 - Chapter 19

After the hospital hallway incident, Mason started acting weird. Which honestly should’ve been impossible considering he always acted weird all the time, but somehow this was different. Before, his whole thing was tension and jealousy and staring at me like he wanted to either fight me or pin me against the nearest wall depending on the day. Now it felt like he was trying very hard not to do either. And somehow that was worse. Because now I noticed everything. The hesitation before he touched me during lifts. The way his eyes lingered on my mouth for half a second too long before he looked away. How his voice dropped lower whenever we were alone like he was scared somebody else would hear the softness in it. It was driving me insane. “You look miserable,” Lila announced during lunch while stealing one of my fries without permission. “I am miserable.” “That’s not true. You look emotionally constipated, which is different.” Kai snorted into his drink across the table. “That’s act

After the hallway conversation, things between me and Mason changed so fast it almost gave me whiplash. Not officially. Nothing was defined. Nothing was labeled. We still weren’t whatever normal people would call us. But the feelings between us had changed into something softer now, something heavier too because neither of us could really hide from it anymore. Mason liked me. Actually liked me and somehow knowing that made every little interaction feel ten times more dangerous. Especially because now he stopped pretending his attention toward me was accidental. His hand would settle on my lower back while passing behind me and stay there half a second longer than necessary. His texts came more often now, random little check-ins during the day that somehow became the part of my schedule I looked forward to most. Have you eaten yet? Is the hospital okay today? Are you alive or dramatic? The stupid thing was I answered every single time almost immediately. Which Lila found deep

Nobody moved after Lila spoke.Music still pounded downstairs hard enough to shake the floor, but up in the hallway everything felt weirdly quiet. Too quiet.Lila looked between all three of us again like her brain was trying to process the scene and failing miserably.Kai leaned back against the wall first, completely unbothered somehow. “Okay wow, your timing is actually insane.”Lila blinked once. “Kai.”“What?”“What the actual hell am I looking at right now?”“That’s honestly a difficult question.”I dragged a hand down my face immediately. “This is not helping.”Mason still stood close behind me, one hand resting low against my waist like he forgot it was there. Lila’s eyes dropped to it instantly before snapping back up to my face.“You kissed Kai?”“No,” Kai answered before I could speak. “Technically I kissed him.”“That is somehow worse.”“I thought honesty mattered.”Lila stared at him like she wanted to throw him down the stairs.Meanwhile I was seconds away from spontaneo

The morning after the bonfire felt unreal in the worst possible way.For a few seconds after I opened my eyes, and I genuinely forgot where I was. All I saw was the pale morning light pushing through the cabin windows and felt warmth pressed against me from every direction.Then my brain caught up. Mason’s arm was still wrapped around my waist, possessive even in sleep. Kai was half curled against my side with one leg thrown over mine like he belonged there. Lila’s head rested on my chest, her hair all over the place and tickling my jaw every time she breathed.Nobody had moved yet. My heartbeat started climbing immediately with something worse. Because the second I remembered last night, I also remembered how badly I didn’t regret it.And that should’ve terrified me more but I wasn't.Kai stirred first beside me, groaning softly before blinking awake. For a second he just stared at me sleepily, then smiled like waking up tangled together was the most normal thing in the world.“Morni

[Mason’s Pov]Honestly, I really used to think that fear was something you could see. Like a shaking hand,nervous voice and someone backing away when things got too hard.But I was wrong, sometimes fear looked like getting up at 5 AM for practice and pretending you weren’t checking your phone every five minutes. Sometimes it looked like walking through school halls with your head high while your stomach felt like it was tied in knots.While, sometimes it looked like watching the person you cared about laugh with someone else and telling yourself you were fine because you didn’t want to be the guy who ruined everything for them and that was actually the worst part of it all.I had spent years convincing everyone I didn’t care about anything. It was easier that way because people won't be able to hurt you if they didn’t know where to hit. But then Ezra happened and suddenly I had something to lose.I sat in my room staring at my phone, the last message still open.Unkn