Rule #1: Don’t fall in love. Rule #2: No kissing. That’s it. That’s all we had to stick to and our little rouse could have gotten both of us through the soccer season without anyone batting an eye. But when rules begin to blur and desperation takes hold, the foundation of lies we’ve slowly built begins to crumble around us. I knew there would be no happily ever after with Northgate’s flirtiest center-back — he’s a viper on and off the field — I just didn’t expect to become addicted to the fall. They warned me he’d sink his fangs into my skin and ruin me eventually, I just didn’t believe them until it was too late. I might’ve even begged for it.