"Wow your beautiful" his breathing was becoming more heavy as he had me pinned against the wall. "I know" I copied his smirk, "how am I supposed to get up to your level, huh? Tell me, I'm interested". His lips moved onto my neck, and I stiffened a bit "you can step on all the backs of the boys who want me" I felt him chuckle into my neck, leaving it warm. When that was all I got in return of my remark I grew impatient and uncomfortable, so instead of waiting for a response, I shoved him off of me without a second glance. I just left him standing there with a puzzled look in the middle of the still hallway, and it was in that very moment that I realized I needed to leave. Now.
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.