Near Miss

by Haley Warren

I don’t mean to fall in love with her. I try pretty hard not to, actually.

my boy is going through it

“Who is that? Is that your girlfriend?” Just the love of my life.

BRUHH

I grip the back of her neck and run my hand along her shoulder, dropping my voice. “Baby, leave it.” “No.”

Yasss

“Nineteen. Enough. This isn’t a fucking movie.” He must hear that, because he does pull back, but it’s begrudgingly. He drops his lips roughly to the corner of my temple before he turns and looks down to the field. “Could have fooled me. Come on, boy breaks the record, boy gets the girl? This is riveting stuff, Coach.”

bruhh

To everyone’s delight, he grins, that dimple digs in, and he runs a hand through freshly showered hair and says, “Just the love of my life.”

AWWWWW