Looking around the room my eyes land on an Xbox near his messed up bed, the blinking green light mesmerizing me before I feel his body pressed up against my back.
"What's on your mind, Eve?" He whispers in my ear while slowly moving his hand down my side.
My heart starts beating faster than a race horse. Everything feels right being here with him, up in his bedroom alone in the house.
I bite my lip in anticipation and take the risk of pressing my body up against him, craning my neck back to look at him.
"Kiss me, Damon"
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I never thought my freshman year would be so screwed up like this, if I even tried to tell my story to someone they'd think I was crazy or a liar.
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.