Falling for my Enemy's Brother

"What do you mean expelled?" Craig couldn’t make sense of Louis’s words. His brain scrambled for logic, but nothing fit.

Louis let out a dry laugh, the kind that stung more than it amused. "Yeah," he said, mouth twisted, "Always clueless."

Craig didn’t flinch. Because, this was Louis, the guy he knew for jumping to conclusions, saying things like they were fact when he barely had the full story.

Craig told himself this had to be one of those times. It had to be.

Then he just closed his laptop with calm precision, body already moving. "Where is she?"

"Fuck off, man," Louis muttered, shaking his head.

But the words didn’t register, because Craig was already on his feet, texting her, moving across campus, scanning for any sign of her. He didn’t even know what if Louis was sure of what he had said, he just knew he needed to find her.

And then he saw her.

Sitting on the edge of the fountain near the main quad, hunched over slightly, hair falling forward like a curtain. From afar, she looked composed. But when he got closer, he could see the stiff set of her shoulders, the way her hands were curled too tightly in her lap.

He slowed down. "What’s up?"

She looked up sharply, like she hadn’t seen him coming. "Hey...um," Her voice faltered. "Hi."

Craig frowned. "What’s going on?"