"Do you know that feeling when you've been staring at someone so important to you, someone that opens your heart in ways you never imagined, and you found yourself holding your breath, not even realizing it?"
He frowned at me, and from that reaction alone, I knew his answer. No, and of course he hadn't. Michael never was the type to know what he was feeling emotionally, and even when he did, he sure as hell wouldn't vocalize it. "No," he paused. I couldn't read the emotion on his face -- was he confused? Was he lying?
"No," he repeated, "I guess I haven't."
"Well," I shook my head. "That's exactly how I felt when I knew I was in love with you."
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Story Copyright: Olivia Haber
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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.