All Chapters of Hating You is Exhausting : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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Chapter 11: Too Close For Comfort

“He’s in my room again.”I don’t even ask how he got in.He always finds a way.Like my door belongs to him.Like my space belongs to him.Like I belong to him.My heart beats too fast just looking at his back.He’s crouched near the wall, sleeves pushed up, fingers inside the open electrical panel.Focused.Quiet.Dangerous.Too handsome.Too close.Too much.“You could knock,” I say.My voice sounds calm.It’s not.He doesn’t look at me.“You said the lights kept flickering.”“That doesn’t mean you sneak in like a thief.”“I’m not sneaking.”“You literally climbed through the balcony.”“It was faster.”I stare at him.“Normal people use doors.”He finally glances at me.One eyebrow raised.“I’m not normal.”I swallow.Yeah.That’s the problem.I lean against the wall, arms crossed, pretending I’m not watching his hands.Big hands.Steady.Veins visible.Every small movement pulls my eyes.It’s stupid.It’s just hands.So why does my throat feel dry?“You didn’t have to come,” I mutt

Chapter 12 : Harper knows

“Harper corners me with a smirk.”I almost walked straight into her.She steps into my path like she planned it.Like she has been waiting.My heart is still racing from what happened minutes ago.From Peter.From the kiss.From the way Liam shoved me away like I was both fire and salvation.I haven’t even had time to breathe.And now this.Harper crosses her arms and blocks me.“You look guilty,” she says lightly.I force a smile. “Move.”“No.”“I’m not in the mood, Harper.”“That’s exactly why I’m here.”My stomach drops.Something about her tone feels wrong.Too calm.Too knowing.“Let me pass,” I say.She tilts her head.“Did you two finally do it?”My brain blanks.“…What?”She raises one brow.“Kiss. Fight. Confess. Cry. Something dramatic. You two always look like a storm about to explode.”My pulse spikes.I try to sound bored.“You’re imagining things.”She laughs softly.“You’re a terrible liar, Nico.”I hate how easily she reads me.I look away.Big mistake.She notices.Sh

Chapter 13: The Warning

The note has no name.”The note has no name.Just one word.Stop.That’s it.No explanation.No mercy.No mistake.My hands shake as I read it again.Stop.Like a command.Like a threat.Like someone thinks they own me.Or him.My chest feels tight.Because the message on my phone still burns in my head.He’s next.He.Liam.Not me.Not Harper.Him.I don’t think so.I just move.Fast.My feet carry me down the hall before my brain catches up.I don’t knock.I don’t breathe.I push his door open.Hard.He looks up immediately.Surprised.“Nico?”I shut the door behind me.“Did you send this?”My voice comes out too sharp.Too scared.I hate that he can hear the fear.I shove the note into his chest.He catches it.Read it.His brow furrows.Then darkens.“What is this?”“You tell me.”“Why would I send you that?”“Because maybe you’re scared,” I snapped. “Because maybe you regret everything and you’re trying to push me away again”“Nico.”“Because maybe that kiss was a mistake to you

Chapter 14 : The Ex

She smiles like a weapon.Soft lips.Sweet eyes.Perfect teeth.But nothing about that smile feels warm.It feels sharp.Like it could cut skin.Like it could cut me.“Liam!”Her voice is light.Bright.Too bright.Before I can move, before I can breathe, she rushes forward and throws herself into his arms.Not a normal hug.Not polite.Not distant.Her arms wrap tight around his neck.Too tight.Her body presses close.Too close.Like she belongs there.Like that place is hers.“I missed you,” she says against his chest.My chest hurts.The words feel wrong.Intimate.Possessive.Private.Like something I’m not supposed to hear.Liam stiffens.Not hugging back.Not touching her.Just frozen.“Tessa,” he says slowly. “You didn’t say you were coming today.”“I wanted to surprise you,” she laughs softly. “You like surprises, right?”No.He doesn’t.I know that.She doesn’t.Something ugly grows inside me.Hot.Jealous.Angry.I hate it.I hate myself for feeling it.Because what right d

Chapter 15: Jealousy Isn't Cute

He drags me into his room.His hand is tight around my wrist.Not gentle.Not careful.Like he’s afraid I might run.Like he’s afraid he might.The door shuts hard behind us.The sound makes my chest jump.For a second, neither of us talks.We just breathe.Fast.Heavy.Angry.“Say something,” I snapped.He turns.His eyes are dark.Storm-dark.“You first,” he says.“Why did you pull me in here?”“So we can talk without everyone watching.”“I’m not scared of them watching.”“I am.”His answer is too quick.Too honest.It hits me harder than shouting.I fold my arms.Trying to look calm.Trying not to shake.“Fine. Talk.”He runs a hand through his hair.Frustrated.Tired.“I didn’t want you finding out like that.”“Finding out what?” I laugh. “That you have a girl promised to you? That your family already planned your future? That I’m just some extra?”“You’re not an extra.”“Then what am I?”He doesn’t answer.That silence hurts more than anything.I look away.Because if I look at h

Chapter 16 : Giving In

We don’t pull away.The knock is still echoing in my head.Peter’s voice is still crawling under my skin.But Liam’s hand is still gripping my shirt.And my mouth is still inches from his.Breath mixing.Heat rising.Fear everywhere.And stillNeither of us moves.“Say something,” I whisper.My voice shakes.Not from the cold.From him.From us.From what we almost did.From what we still want to do.His forehead rests against mine.His breathing is rough.“I should open the door,” he says.“You’re not moving.”“I know.”The silence stretches.Thick.Dangerous.He laughs softly, but it sounds broken.“This is bad,” he mutters.“Yeah.”“We shouldn’t.”“Yeah.”“But I can’t stop.”My chest tightens.“Then don’t,” I say.His eyes lift to mine.Slow.Careful.Like he’s asking permission without words.Like he’s scared I might run.Like he’s scared he might.“You’re going to ruin me,” he whispers.I swallow.“You already ruined me.”Something changes in his face.Control snaps.Just snaps.

Chapter 17: Two Weeks

POV: NicoOpening Hook:The fear hits fast.The fear hits fast.Not slow.Not gentle.It slams into my chest the second I open my eyes.Two weeks.Two weeks since that night.Two weeks since the broken condom.Two weeks of pretending nothing happened.Two weeks of counting days like a criminal waiting for a verdict.I sit up.My hands shake.Not a little.Bad.Like my body already knows something my mind doesn’t want to admit.There’s a soft knock on my door.Then his voice.Low. Careful.“Are you awake?”My throat tightens.“Yeah.”The door opens before I finish the word.He steps in quietly like he’s afraid to disturb something fragile.Maybe me.Maybe us.He looks tired.Dark circles.Messy hair.Same shirt from yesterday.He hasn’t been sleeping either.Good.Not good.But I’m not alone.“You didn’t answer my texts,” he says.“I didn’t want to look at my phone.”“Why?”“Because every time it lights up, I think it’s bad news.”He nods slowly.Like he understands too well.Because h

Chapter 18: Not Pregnant But..........

The test is negative.”The doctor says it like it’s normal.Like it’s small.Like those three words don’t just flip my whole world upside down.Negative.Not pregnant.Safe.Free.I should feel light.I should laugh.I should cry with relief.But I don’t.My chest feels strange.Empty.Too empty.Like something I didn’t know I was holding just disappeared.Beside me, Liam exhales hard.A long breath.The kind you hold for days.His shoulders drop.His head tilts back.Eyes closed.“Thank God,” he mutters.I nod.“Yeah… Thank God.”But my voice sounds wrong.Flat.Not happy.Not relieved.Just… quiet.The doctor keeps talking.Something about stress.Something about late cycles.Something about being careful.I don’t really hear it.Because I’m staring at Liam.He looks relieved.But there’s something else.Something small.Something like disappointment.That scares me.Because I think I feel it too.When we step out into the hallway, neither of us speaks.Our footsteps sound too loud.

Chapter 19: Harper Falls Apart

Harper bursts into my room crying.”The door slams against the wall.Her breath breaks. Fast. Hard. Wrong.For one second, I think someone died.“Harper?” I stand so fast the chair scrapes the floor. “What happened?”She doesn’t answer.She just runs straight into me and grabs my shirt with both hands.Her fingers are cold.She is shaking.Not the small kind of shaking.The kind that comes from fear.Real fear.“I can’tI can’t” she gasps.“Hey. Slow down.” I hold her shoulders. “Breathe. Look at me. Talk to me.”Her eyes are red. Wet. Swollen.She looks younger like this.Small.Like the strong, sharp Harper I know has disappeared.“He called her,” she whispers.“Who called who?”“My mother.”My stomach tightens.Marcos.I already know.“What did he do this time?”Her mouth trembles. “He told her everything.”“Everything what?”“He told her about Liam. About you. About the hospital. About the nights I don’t go home. He twisted it. Made it sound dirty.”My hands curl into fists.“That

Chapter 20: Holiday Hell

The house is filled with noise and lies.Voices overlap. Laughter is too loud. Doors slam. Forks clink.I slide into the chair across from Liam, trying to keep my hands still.Keep my face calm.Act like nothing matters.Like we’re just brothers.I hate it already.Liam’s hand brushes mine under the table.He doesn’t look at me, but the touch is deliberate. Slow. Quiet.I swallow. My heart picks up.Stop it.Stop noticing.Stop noticing him.Aunt Marcy leans over. “Nico, you’ve grown taller! Liam, still broody?”I smile tightly. Liam grunts.“Don’t start,” he mutters under his breath.I hear it. And it makes my chest hurt.Dinner starts. Forks scrape. Plates pass. The conversation is forced, fake, full of smiles that don’t reach your eyes.Peter sits across from us. His grin was too sharp. He watches us like a hawk.I glance at Liam. He notices me noticing.Our eyes meet. Quick flash. Then he looks away.“Remember last Christmas?” Peter asks casually. “When Nico tried to cook?”I am t

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