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“That glare is reserved for me. You’re giving it to everyone else, and I’m jealous.”
This can be like neutral ground or something. A fake place. Like…Delaware.”
“You’re fucking cute when you’re flustered,” I blurt out, cutting off his rant, and my smile grows when his lips part at my words. His dark eyes widen, twinkling like a starry night sky as he flounders like a fish for something to say.
“But I want to talk to you, and you don’t trust me right now. So we’re going to Delaware.”
“God, I’m so fucking stupid.” I laugh humorlessly as I turn on my heel, heading back toward the house. “Despite all the shit you’ve done to me, I pined after you for years. Years. You really couldn’t care less about anyone but yourself, Taylor.”
“You weren’t there,” I accuse softly, gripping the handlebars. He must not have heard me because he tilts his head and steps closer. “I don’t know what we are, Huckslee. Maybe at one point, I did, but all of that changed. And I know I can’t undo everything I’ve done, but I almost fucking died, and you weren’t there.”
Huckslee Davis, jersey number twenty, currently in his fourth and final season playing for the California Golden Bears at CU Berkeley.
“ten percent of the proceeds we’ve made this week are being donated to the American Foundation for Suicide Prevention, so from the bottom of our hearts, thank you.”
“Just remember that you are loved, and you matter.”
Fuck, even sad, he’s adorable. Makes me want to make him hot chocolate and shit. Tuck a blanket around him. Sit on his face.
If you’ve ever been crushed under a secret, suffocated by the weight of expectations, or burned by desires you’ve kept hidden, I hope Huckslee and Taylor’s story hits you right where it matters.
Remember, we all wear masks, but it's the moments when they fall away that we find our true selves. Embrace those moments, no matter how terrifying they may be.
