Pete DiNunzio 33

They could never get along; they were worse than Josh and Bill, and that was already a massive limit to cross...

They fought with fists again, him on the ground while you continued hitting him, landing one blow after another on his face... his nose was bleeding and you were covered in bruises, with your lip split open

"I hate you..."

You uttered, your breath hitching while you sat on his lap, sweat dripping down your cheek

"I hate you more"

He said, neither of them could go on... they had lost track of time, how long had they been fighting?... maybe an hour

Enemies to lovers

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