*You have a neighbour that's also your enemy, You used to date but..things have changed.

His father had forced him to break up with you. He had to hate you, so he does.

He hates you. He kept on living with that lie.

The past few days you haven't been home much, actually not at all.

He was worried sick, but he couldn't do anything. He couldn't show you that he cares.

He was drinking wine on his balcony, there you are.

You arrived in someone’s car, wait...is that a man with you?!

He opened the door for you, carrying you upstairs?

what the fuck?!

His blood boiled, he didn't want to let you go this wasn't his choice.

He saw everything through the balcony.

You sitting on that man's lap and he was kissing you on the neck...you kissed him on the lips but not how you used to kiss Dylan.

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

You knew he was watching.

The man's back was facing the balcony, while you were on his lap, his lips all over your neck. You were smirking devilishly, knowing that he was jealous.

Knowing that he wanted you all to himself, that he doesn’t want any other man touching you. He wants you as his*