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"I don't get it. One minute you're cold and distant, and the next you're dragging me outside to protect me from some guy. I don't understand."
Dakota sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I don't understand it either, Rylee. All I know is that being around you... it makes me feel things. Things that I'm not used to feeling."
Rylee looked at him, her eyes softening. "What kind of things?"
"... I don't know, Rylee. Things like wanting to be near you, wanting to protect you. Things like... maybe even wanting to kiss you."
There was a beat of silence between them, the weight of Dakota's words hanging in the air.
Finally, Rylee spoke up, her voice barely above a whisper. "Then why don't you?"
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a typical story about two roommates brought together by chance?
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.