One late night at school, I was waiting for my bestfriend Damien to finish practice for next day's rugby match.
I was patiently waiting in their locker room, when Caleb, the man I am currently dating but also the one who consistently gives me heartache, came in.
He sat beside me and said, "Allison, please give me another chance."
I stood up and replied, "Can't you see? We just keep on hurting each other. We're not happy anymore."
"But I love you and I know you're feeling the same for me. Let's work this out. We could start over," he insisted.
I turned away from him but he gripped my hand, pulled my waist and leaned his face over mine.
"Tell me you don't love me and I will stop," he whispered.
I looked at him and didn't say a word. I just kissed him.
We were furiously kissing he wrapped my legs around his hips and bumped my back to a locker door.
We stopped as we heard another banging locker door close shut.
My heart was torn as I saw Damien walking away from that locker.
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.