"Bullshit! You lie constantly about your feelings because you're fucking scared and have never felt this way before! Just deal with it, Brooklyn! It's different! Fucking accept it! It's not like you hate what you're feeling!" Harry shouted and rose to his feet.

"I want to hate it!" Brooklyn yelled, standing up to face him. "You're an ass! Everyone at school is scared at you and I have bitches coming up and slapping me because they think I'm using you! I try and avoid you, but it never fucking works because it's like I'm drawn to you in a way I can't explain and it scares me! I don't want...