you know you love me

Nate: I went to your apartment today, and they said you don’t live there, okay. I thought I was done giving a damn about you, but I just can’t let it go. I mean, why… why do you need to lie about everything?
Juliet: Because I didn’t want you to see where I really live. My actual apartment is a studio on 126th street, and I couldn’t even afford that if it weren’t for my cousin. He pays for my rent, my tuition, and the rest of the stuff, I scrape together or… return, when I can, okay?
Nate: So that’s what you’ve been hiding? That you’re-
Juliet: Poor? Do you really think I would’ve been keymaster of Hamilton house if people knew I took metro north to Woodbury common twice a month? Or that I do my own hair? And would Nate Archibald really have wanted to date me if he knew I lived above a bodega in a fifth floor walk-up with fluorescent lights and Ikea furniture I put together myself?
Nate: When my dad went to jail, I had nothing, okay? So I know… I know what it’s like to feel the need to keep up.
Juliet: I’m sorry I lied to you. I was ashamed. And that’s the reason I broke it off between us, because I… I didn’t want to get too close. But I did really like you, and I still like you.

(Source: meesters)