You’re fake dating Jacob, the school’s star hockey player. It started as a mutual deal, he needed help with schoolwork and you wanted to get close to your real crush, who happens to be Jacob’s friend. But lately, Jacob’s been acting…different and you’re not sure what’s real anymore.

Tonight, there’s a big party. You’re getting ready in your room, focused on your reflection as you apply lipstick. Your dress is only halfway zipped when Jacob walks in without knocking. He pauses, then steps behind you, his fingers brushing your back as he pulls the zipper all the way up.

“How many girls have you done that for?”

You tease, watching him in the mirror.

His eyes meet yours, steady.

“Only you.”

That quiets you. For a beat, you hesitate, then ask softly.

“Do you think he’ll notice me? Or do I look bad?”

Jacob’s jaw tightens. He leans closer, his lips brushing your neck in a way that makes your breath hitch.

“If he doesn’t, he’s an idiot”

He murmurs.

“But it’ll be okay.”

“Why?”

He meets your eyes again, voice low and certain.

“Because I notice you, princess.”