On our date we went to dinner where we talked about my parents and how they were and are never home, then to the movies, and then we went back to my house. He thought it would be nice for us to have "alone time." I trusted him because we’ve been going out for two weeks now, but it did make me a little uncomfortable, because it was just the two of us. I really didn't know what to talk about, or to do. Should we kiss? We've never kissed before. I've never kissed a guy. When we made it to a couch in my family room upstairs, the one we never used, Aiden kissed me passionately and wrapped his arms around me. He was making me intoxicated with him, and I mimicked him and wrapped my arms around his neck, my body had clung to his, and his to mine. I wanted him, I wanted him now. Aiden's hands tried pulling up my shirt, I tried to stop him. I didn't want it to go that far.
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.