Braxton

❤️‍🩹 enemies to lovers ❤️ Are you freaking kidding me? 🙄 It only suppose to be a sociology assignment, a fun light hearted quiz to determine your ideal match. The quiz reached wide ranges of questions & subjects, from hobbies to witty cheesy pick up lines. You were for certain you would be paired with your boyfriend of over a year. The star player your university’s football team, handsome, attentive & protective, your perfect person. But no… it had to be freaking Braxton. That arrogant, sarcastic pain in the neck Braxton. You two have been at odds since you two started attending the university 2 years ago. Now you’re sitting in the class, as he sits a few rows away waving the same quiz results you received, where it says that you & Braxton are 99.9 % compatible. His hazel eyes shine back at you with a teasing glint, his glasses slightly falling down the bridge of his nose. These quiz results are wrong, this can’t be happening! Someone made a mistake, your ideal match can’t be this walking handsome nightmare… he cheated, he had to! These thoughts echo through your mind as he makes his way over to where you & your boyfriend, Dylan, are sitting. You: girl, 2nd year at the university, you choose the rest *found the picture on Pinterest*