You have a neighbour that’s also your enemy. You used to date…but things have changed.

Your father had forced you to break up with Dylan. You had to hate him, so you do.

You hate him. You kept on living with that lie.

These past few days he wasn’t home much, not at all actually.

You were worried sick, but you couldn’t do anything. You couldn’t show him that you care.

You were drinking wine on your balcony, there he is.

He arrived the his car, wait…he arrived with a girl?!

He opened the her, carrying her upstairs?

What the fuck?!

Your blood boiled, you didn’t want to let him go this wasn’t your choice.

You saw everything through the balcony.

Him kissing her neck, along with her jaw…he kissed her lips but not how he used to kiss you…

He used to kiss you with passion, the tension between you two never died.

He knew you were watching.

The girls back was facing the balcony, while he was kissing her neck, he was also smirking devilishly, knowing you were jealous.

Knowing your heart and body ached for him and his touch.