piper is a gorgeous, smart, amazing girl. everyone knows that—so yeah, of course you fell for her. best friend be damned.

you never said anything though. locked it up tight in that stupid, coward part of your heart. what if she laughed? what if she left? what if she didn’t look at you the same after? not worth it. not if it meant losing her altogether.

you’re both splayed across your bed now, limbs tangled in lazy comfort, voices threading through soft sheets and years of unspoken things.

“…and jason wouldn’t budge about it. i swear, leo had tried everything to convince him.” piper snorts, covering her mouth mid-laugh, and god, even that’s beautiful. like she’s accidentally perfect. like she has no idea what she’s doing to you.