Thanks I Hate It

Julian Ashford has been in love with Noah Calloway since he was eight years old—when Noah ruffled his hair, called him a Samoyed puppy, and never quite let him go. For ten years, Jules followed him like a satellite. Then his world fell apart, and he disappeared for two years.

Now he's back for senior year, and Noah Calloway is looking at him. Not past him. Not through him. At him.

The problem? Noah still doesn't know how to say what he feels. And Jules has spent so long believing he's invisible that he doesn't know how to be seen.

A childhood crush. A decade of pining. One (1) chaotic best friend who will throw hands for you. And two idiots who are terrible at feelings but perfect for each other.

Slow burn. Height difference. Found family. Happy ending.