His name starts with a H. So does happiness. Heartbreak. Home. Hoops. All things I associate with him. Ever since my family moved in across the street when we were both kids, Holden Adams has been that guy. My first crush. My former confidante. My best friend’s brother. He’s the highest of highs and the lowest of lows. I love him. I hate him. One of those is a lie. I’m just…not sure which.

Are first loves meant to last? Or do we outgrow our pasts...She’s been part of my life since we were kids. The girl who grew up across the street. The responsible, straight-A student destined for success. My little sister’s best friend. Nothing like my reckless, impulsive self. But Cassia Nolan has always been my calm in the midst of chaos. All that centers me, besides basketball. I fought falling for her; it happened anyway. Growing older is supposed to involve getting wiser. But me? I keep making the same mistakes. And when the start of our senior year of college reveals some shocking truths, our relationship looks more fragile than ever. Letting her go sounds impossible. There’s a saying about that…and things you love. I’m selfish. But she’s the exception—always.