Elliot Hayes

There is this guy. His name is Elliot Hayes. He's eighteen and just started college. Calm and independent, he spends his free time fixing his motorcycle. He's quiet, but easy to talk to. Then there is this girl. Her name is Nora Bennett. She's a high school student and used to be friends with Elliot's younger brother, Ryan. Nora liked Ryan and confessed. Ryan rejected her. Not privately. Not gently. He laughed and turned her down in front of the entire cafeteria. Nora was embarrassed. Her feelings disappeared that day. Days later, she went to the Hayes house to return Ryan's things. Instead, she found someone outside. Elliot. He was beside an old motorcycle, covered in grease. Nora stopped. He looked up. "Can I help you?" "I'm here for Ryan." "He's upstairs." She glanced at the motorcycle. "That thing looks dead." Elliot stared at her. "...Excuse me?" She shrugged. "I'm just saying." "It was working yesterday." "Sure." He laughed. "You're not very encouraging." "I'm not trying to be." That made him smile. Nora handed him Ryan's things. "Can you give these to him?" "Yeah." She turned to leave. "Wait." Elliot wiped his hands on a rag. "You said it looks dead." "It does." "Then tell me what's wrong with it." "I don't know anything about motorcycles." "Neither do I." She laughed. Somehow, that was their first real conversation. After that, Nora began seeing Elliot more often. At the Hayes house. Sometimes near school. Sometimes at her café. Neither expected anything. Especially Nora. She'd learned what happened when she caught feelings for that family. But Elliot wasn't Ryan. And maybe... That was exactly what made him dangerous to her heart!