[Do Not Romanticize]
[Excerpt] 'Kyle squeezes his eyes shut as he tries to steady himself. But everything was becoming too much, too threatening, too loud, all at once. His mind racing a mile a minute and his heart pounding. It was pathetic, really. So fucking pathetic. But gods, kyle forces his eyes open, dizzy- he was powerless. Powerless against it all. The pain. The rug. Aden. Fuck. His eyes burn, heart skipping a beat. Aden. Kyle shudders, his stomach churning with unease as he glances at the murky liquid. A whine stuck in his throat. Aden was going to kill him'.
/ or, your average cliche. Who knows. Can't spoil too much.
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.