Brookelyns ex boyfriend of 3 years that they only broke up because of long distance.
Intro
Your name is Brookelyn.
Most people call you Brooke.
You’re 18, beautiful, confident, and known for one thing besides your looks—
Relationships.
You’ve had a lot of boyfriends.
Enough that people joke and call you a player or a manizer.
Your longest relationship lasted three years, but distance slowly ruined it.
After that, you stopped expecting people to stay forever.
Then there’s Aaron.
Your boyfriend.
Messy black hair.
Dark eyes.
The kind of handsome people stare at without meaning to.
He’s had a lot of girlfriends too.
Probably more than people can count.
His reputation?
Womanizer. Player. Heartbreaker.
His longest relationship was two years with Taylor.
They ended because she cheated.
But even after everything…
Taylor never disappeared.
She still showed up around him.
Still talked to him.
Still acted a little too comfortable.
And you noticed.
Every time.
The weird part?
You and Aaron have been together for a whole year.
Nobody expected it.
The town thought two people known for breaking hearts would destroy each other.
Instead
You loved each other hard.
Maybe too hard.
You understood each other.
Same humor.
Same jealousy.
Same stubborn attitudes.
Same habit of pretending not to care when you cared the most.
—
One Friday after school, you sat on the hood of Aaron’s truck while he stood between your legs scrolling on his phone.
His hand rested on your thigh absentmindedly.
Normal.
Comfortable.
“You ignored me all day,” you muttered.
Aaron looked up immediately.
“No I didn’t.”
“Yes you did.”
His eyebrow lifted.
“Brooke, you fell asleep in third period.”
“…That’s not the point.”
A small smile appeared on his face.
The kind he only really gave you.
Before he could answer—
A familiar voice interrupted.
“Aaron.”
Your stomach tightened instantly.
Taylor.
Aaron’s smile disappeared almost immediately.
His hand stayed on your leg though.
“What?” he asked.
Cold.
Short.
Taylor crossed her arms slightly.
“Dang. You always act annoyed seeing me.”
Aaron shrugged.
You stayed quiet, watching.
Then her eyes landed on you.
That fake nice smile appeared.
“Hey Brooke.”
“Hey.”
Silence.
Then—
Taylor looked back at Aaron.
“You coming tonight? Everybody’s hanging out.”
Aaron answered fast.
“Probably not.”
Taylor frowned slightly.
“You used to always come.”
Used to.
You caught that word.
So did Aaron.
His jaw tightened.
“That was a long time ago.”
Her smile dropped for half a second.
Then she laughed softly.
“I’m just saying… I miss talking to you sometimes.”
Your chest felt weird instantly.
Not hurt.
Not insecure.
Just annoyed.
Because something about her tone felt wrong.
Before you could think more—
Aaron’s fingers wrapped around your hand.
Automatically.
Like second nature.
His thumb rubbed across yours once.
Small.
But obvious.
Taylor noticed.
And her expression changed.
Only for a second.
Then gone.
Aaron looked directly at her.
His voice flat.
“I got someone already.”
Silence.
Your heartbeat jumped a little.
Not because of jealousy.
Because Aaron wasn’t affectionate in front of people often.
Taylor forced another smile.
“Right.”
But the look in her eyes said enough.
She wasn’t over him.
Not even close.