All Chapters of I Never Hated You : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Chapter Twenty-one

“ Good morning Mr Mali”, I said to Hakim as I walked into his office. Seeing him these days didn't trigger my emotions as it did during the first few days of realizing that he was my boss, and coupled with the fact that I was in a situationship with Basil, I couldn't care less about him. “ I was told that you asked to see me”, I didn't know why, but I avoided his eyes, I avoided looking into them, and instead, I just stared at his face, from his lips to his forehead, to his nose, to his ears, anywhere apart from those green eyes. “ Yes, Dante. Take a seat”, he said and I sat on the armchair opposite to his. “ I have taken into account of the fact that you've made massive progress this past month and improved the office of the criminal department here in our firm. I want to thank you for that and then inform you of a new development”, he spoke eloquently, firmly, formally in fact, unlike the Hakim that I had encountered the other night during the firm's dinner night out. I had

Chapter Twenty-two

Cole. That was his name. The boy that had almost made me believe in love. I met Cole at Harvard. He was the first person I met during the fresher's orientation. I was totally lost that day and had to ask about where the school auditorium was, but everyone wore a long face, and I just didn't feel like throwing my question at them for fear of being snubbed or snarled. “ It seems like you're lost or something?” Someone said behind me while I was just standing in the moving crowd and I turned around and met them, those hazel eyes, I met them for the first time. “ Yeah, I really am. Thank you for asking”, I said, a smile stretching across my lips, “ I have to find the school auditorium”. “ Oh, you're a fresher in law school?” He asked, leading me to the west wing of the school premises. “ How did you know?” “ Well, they're the ones having their orientation there today”. “ Oh, I guess that was pretty obvious. How about you?” “ Me?” “ Yes. Are you also a fresher and a law s

Chapter Twenty-three

We sat at the coffee shop just outside the firm's building, feeling awkwardly uncomfortable. Even though the sun was already in the centre of the sky, we had both ordered coffee. He ordered a black coffee, while I went for a creamy latte, and within a few seconds, our orders were staring right back at us in the face, but neither one of us spoke nor made an attempt to drink the coffee. “ Long time no see”, he said after what seemed like eternity. “ Yeah, long time no see”, I said, fidgeting. “ Um…………. How have you been?”, he asked, taking a sip of his cup of coffee. I nodded, “ I have been doing well, like, moderately well. How about you?” I took my own sip, and even though it burned my tongue, I didn't flinch, “ how have you been doing?” “ Well, I could liken my situation to yours. I have been doing well”, he tilted his head and looked me straight in the eye, and I looked away on impulse, feeling uncomfortable to meet his eyes. I had betrayed those eyes. Not only t

Chapter Twenty-four

I used to think that ramen originated from Korea, mostly due to the fact that I always saw them having it in movies such as “Mr Queen” and What's Wrong With Secretary Kim?”, but actually, the origins of ramen can be traced back to Yokohama Chinatown in the early 20th century. The word "ramen" is a Japanese borrowing of the Chinese word lāmiàn (拉麵), meaning "pulled noodles", but is not derived from the northern Chinese dish of lamian. Instead, the dish evolved from southern Chinese noodle dishes from regions such as Guangzhou, reflecting the demographics of Chinese settlers in Yokohama. Ramen gained popularity in Japan, especially during food shortages following World War II. In 1958, instant noodles were invented by Momofuku Ando, further popularizing the dish. Apart from it's rich history, ramen was one meal that I could always have even when I'm having a bad day. Do you have a bad day and don't feel like eating? Have some ramen. When I say ramen, I don't just mean noodles,

Chapter Twenty-five

Even Cole who was trying to keep his cool all through the night was almost rolling on the floor. The old lady was practically pointing at the poor dude like a child pointing at a chocolate candy. The guy seemed confused. He looked behind him to make sure that the lady wasn't pointing at someone behind him. “ Were you talking to me?” He asked, pointing at himself. “ Who else is a fat man-baby in here? It is only you!” She said without batting an eye and I almost choked while holding in my laugh. I and Cole and Mr Churchill were sitting in such a way that we were facing the guy, while Galinda, Stiles and Hakim were backing him, so they made laughing faces by virtue of not being seen, without letting out a sound. Our own case was worse. We couldn't make both the sound and the face, and we had to tighten our lips lest they expand into a smile before exploding into a laugh. The poor guy snarled at the old lady for a few seconds before giving up on her. I felt he wanted to stan

Chapter Twenty-six

“ Please, Dante”, Cole said to me. This was about four years ago. He had just finished his final exams and we had gone out for a drink with a few of his friends, after which he accompanied me back to my room. “ I can't Cole, I can't, and it's not your fault, okay? It's not, it's my fault”, I said, wishing that he would stop, “ look, I love you, so much, but I can't. I just can't”. “ What do you mean you can't?” He asked, obviously confused, and I just felt sorry for him. I felt pity for him. He didn't understand, and he never will. The fact that my heart had been broken beyond repair, the fact that my mind and body would never allow me to become so vulnerable before anyone again, the fact that Hakim killed me, not with a sword or a gun, but with his eyes, and the fact that even though his hazel eyes looked nothing like those of Hakim, it still reminded me of him, of that day when he finally broke the spine of my heart, along with my ribs. He didn't understand, he never will underst

Chapter Twenty-seven

Hakim's POV Someone once said that hard times always brings about tough people. Allow me to add that awkward situations brings about liars. Very good liars. “ What boyfriend?” Dante asked, turning to me and out of nowhere, using a funny tone. “ Your boyfriend, or don't you have one anymore?” I added, refusing to give up. I knew too well what I was doing. There was no boyfriend, I knew that. I knew that he and Basil were just a fling, not in any kind of relationship, and I wanted to use it to bring down whatever it is that wanted to spring up between Cole and Dante. I could feel the tension between them, the unspoken words of affirmation, the gaze, the dear look in Cole's eyes, and I hated it, so so much. I was already thinking about how to get rid of Basil, and I really didn't want another competition with Cole. Dante picked up his phone and a sort of relief ran through his face when he looked at whoever was calling. “ See”, he said, putting the phone to my face, “ it is

Chapter Twenty-eight

Dante's POV I tried again to start the car, hoping that it would ignite, but after my fourth attempt, I knew that something wrong had developed somewhere. I got out of the car and opened the bonnet. I was never a mechanic, neither did I know anything about the anatomy of cars. The only things I knew about cars were how to drive them and how to fill in gas, but I just thought to open the bonnet, at least it was what people mostly did. The car engine seemed okay to me, even though I didn't even know what it meant for it to be okay. At least there was no smoke puffing out anywhere, and nothing seemed to be broken anywhere. A car was driving past me, and I covered up my eyes with my hands to prevent the headlights from hurting my eyes, and instead of the car to drive by fastly, it stopped right in front of me. “ What the fuck?” I said as I kept shielding my eyes, and it was only when I heard his voice did I realize that it was actually Cole. “ Hey, what's the problem?” He

Chapter Twenty-nine

“ The nearest hotel?” He asked, turning to look at me with amused shock. “ What? No, no, I didn't….I don't”, I started stammering. How the hell could I have been thinking out loud? It was a thought, a thought that should have stayed in my mind, not one that I was supposed to voice out. “ What I meant was um… my near house, yes, my house is near, so yes, it's my near house, that's it”, I tried to sound convincing, and the fact that I knew that I sounded stupid made me wish I had rejected his offer. “ Please don't look at me like that?” I pleaded as he kept looking at me like I was some little child who said the F word. “ Like what?” He said, playing oblivious. “ You know what I'm talking about”, I retorted, “ watch were you're going, before we both get into a hit and run accident”. “ Well, if we do, we'll both end up in the same prison, wouldn't that be great?” He said, bringing back that dark humor which I still very much recognized. “ No, it wouldn't be any great,

Chapter Thirty

“ Okay, bye bye”, I said as I hastily got off the vehicle, wishing Cole to drive off immediately, and just as if he could hear my thoughts, he pulled out of the driveway immediately I stepped down. I heaved in relief as I walked to where Basil had parked. “ Good morning”, Basil said as he stepped out of his car, reminding me that it was already past 12:00 am. “ Good morning, how're you doing?” I asked as he drew me in an embrace, such that I dropped my suitcase on the floor and circled my hands around his neck while relaxing into the warmth of his lips. “ You smell like coffee, did you drink coffee?” I asked, “ and why are you here by this time of the night? You never told me that you were coming”. “ Fitstly, yes, I did drink coffee. Secondly, I am here because I miss you, and I texted you that I was coming”, his green eyes bored into mine as he spoke with that his deep voice that I only heard at night. It was as if the voice only came when it noticed that the sky was da

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