She knows Louis likes to sleep around, yet she continues to gravitate towards him. Although, some may say that's what makes her want him more.
He asks, "Why do you knowingly try to make us work, when in the end you know I'll end up hurting you like the others, maybe even worst?"
Looking away, she shrugs.
"You endure all the pain that comes with being with me, merely for the pleasure that I bring to you. It's because I make you feel good isn't it."
"No. It's not just that, it's much more. It's the pleasure from waking up to you each morning, how your lips fit perfectly against mine, and the way your steady breaths are what put me to sleep, each, and every, night. And you know what, all that drives me insanely mad."
"Well... you asked for it."
A Maybank and A Cameron? It's almost like a modern Romeo and Juliet. It's forbidden for them to be together. Could be the end of the world.
The stolen glances, the hidden feelings, the unspoken words, the secret meetings and the obvious hatred towards each other followed by constant conflicts and some hidden past that threatened them but there are always invisible strings tied and pulling them together no matter how hard the tides trying to pull and part them away from each other.