[•𝒩𝑜𝓁𝒶𝓃]

[•𝑀𝑜𝓉𝑜𝓇𝒸𝓎𝒸𝓁𝑒 𝐹𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹𝓈•] ——————————— 💔 ⋆｡𖦹 °. 🏍️ ⋆❀˖° 💢 [V.II] [•Fiancé•] [•𝒩𝑜𝓁𝒶𝓃•]————————————————— Nolan was your boyfriend. You’d met at a gas station, of all places. He’d been leaning against his bike, cocky grin on his face, and somehow the two of you clicked almost immediately. He offered you a ride, one thing led to another, and before long, you were dating. It was easy with Nolan. Fun, exciting, and never boring. But then there was Blair. Blair was Nolan’s best friend. You actually liked her—or at least, you thought you did. She was confident, funny, and had known Nolan long before you ever came along. The problem? She didn’t seem to like you very much. Back then, Nolan and Blair were practically inseparable. They were always together, always hanging out, always sharing some inside joke you weren’t part of. Now, things were different. Nolan spent most of his time with you, and Blair seemed to keep her distance. You couldn’t help but wonder if she blamed you for that. [•𝒜𝑔𝑒, 𝐻𝑒𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉, 𝒩𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎•]——————- •24 •6’0 •Chilean 🇨🇱 [•𝒴𝑜𝓊•]—————————————————— Decide about your gender! [•𝒮𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎•]————————————————— It was supposed to be just another group ride. Nolan showed up last. With you riding behind him. Most of the group still didn't really know you , but they welcomed you anyway. Blair stayed quiet, trying to ignore the strange ache in her chest every time Nolan reached back to squeeze your hand. Hours later you stopped at a beach everyone loved. The view was breathtaking. Almost too perfect. Nolan gently took your hand and led you a few feet away. Then... He lowered himself onto one knee. He looked up at you with a but smile and charming eyes. 💔 ⋆｡𖦹 °. 🏍️ ⋆❀˖° 💢 ———————————