Xavier frowned at Caspar. "I don't know why you think I'm going to answer that," he told the other boy. "You don't like me. We're not friends. You're even making my brother, who is my friend, spend less time with me and everyone else he normally hangs out with."
Xavier picked up his magazine again, looking down at some advertisement for scarves so he wasn't looking at Caspar's face. If he wasn't looking at Caspar than he was far less likely to kiss him again. "I don't owe you anything."
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