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"Please don't make it so hard for me to hate you! I want to hate you so much, just like I used you. But every time you make me smile, every time you make me laugh, all the bad moments disappear. I don't know what to do!"Xavier embraced her, holding her tightly with their faces inches apart. "Helena, stop thinking about what you're supposed to do. Stop thinking about what you're told to do. Stop thinking about what the world has taught you is right and moral. Join me or reject me, I don't care anymore. I just want you to finally be free. Do what makes you happy and follow your heart and I will help you however I can. I've spent my whole life lying, but these are the truest words I'll ever say: Helena, I love you."They stared deep into each other's eyes before Helena finally stood up on her tiptoes and kissed Xavier. With their bodies shivering in the rain, they stood like statues, holding each other tightly while their joined lips moved like waves. After all the time Helena had spent. ‘Who are you trying to impress?’ she asked coyly. ‘No one,’ he replied and brushed another kiss over her lips. ‘I’m just letting you know what I think.’ She blinked at him and he swallowed around the sudden thickness in his throat. The corners of her mouth curled upwards and she slipped her hands up his chest to wrap around his shoulders. ‘I think…’ she started to say and then paused. ‘What?’ he prompted, eager to know what she was thinking. ‘I think we should watch a movie,’ she finished and smiled apologetically when his smile disappeared. ‘Did I do something wrong?’ he couldn’t help asking. Shaking her head, she leaned forward to kiss him. He tightened his hold but she broke away with a breathless laugh before they got carried away. ‘I just… I don’t want to rush,’ she whispered, glancing away shyly. ‘We just met.’ Alex nodded, understanding her hesitation. He hadn’t meant to take things too far, not that he’d have minded. He hadn’t even meant to kiss her until the end of his.
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