I leaned in. I just couldn't take it anymore. I knew for a while know that I don't even have feelings for Niall. I never even did. This is wrong, but I had to go with my heart. Our lips touched and I felt electricity shoot through me and goosebumps appeared on my arms. His strong arms circled around my waist, pulling me impossibly closer. He smiled into the kiss, and i smiled softly back. I wasn't thinking about the consequences of mine and Harry's kiss. Whenever I was with him, I forgot everything and I loved it. A realization dawned upon on me. I loved Ha-
Suddenly the door slammed open and Harry pulled away immediately. I furrowed my eyebrows at his nervous face, but he refused to meet my eyes. I slowly turned around feeling a presence behind me,.. It was Niall, looking heartbroken. A tear slipped down his face and he turned away, running for he door. Only one thing was going through my mind and it was the image of Niall crying,
And the worst thing about this was, I was the one who made him cry.
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.