"You know Jackson, all I ever wanted was for you to give me just a little bit of your heart." I didn't look at him with fury, or disgust or even hatred. I just gave him a disappointed stare.
I should've known better. I may have not said this directly, but I knew the message was clear. By the way I was looking at him and how he glanced away looking so ashamed, I knew he got the message.
At that I sighed, and walked away.
I walked away-from Jackson, the guy who was once my universe
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.