I pulled Elliot's neck in, closing the gap between us and our lips met sweetly.
I wouldn't fall for the playboy. Ever.
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Dread.
That's what I felt, thinking about the day to come. After an achingly short weekend, the time had come to go back to school and the thought of seeing both Elliot and Aaron had created a pit of fiery anxiety in my stomach.
After kissing Elliot, I had run away and laid in the comfort of my covers for several hours. I don't know why, but I couldn't face him again. I just couldn't.
How would I explain to both Aaron and Elliot why I had run away? Moreover, how would I avoid the awkwardness of talking to both of them given what had happened between us in our last encounters?
My parents had asked several times about my health when I came home, sayin
