100 Things I Hate About You Novels & Stories

The stupidly, arrogant bastard. I got my test results back and as expected, I’d failed the test. Now, I have no other choice than to work extra hard to not fail this course. How convenient. My day was going way smoother than I had expected. It had all been roses and sunshine since I stepped out of the house this morning. ~~~~~ “I hate him, I hate every inch of him and now I’m dealing with this predicament because of him!” I grumbled under my breath as I walked into the house and slammed the door shut behind me.

But I'm not. I turned to my dad, my heart pounding. “Dad, we can stop this. Please, we can still stop this.” He looked at me like he didn’t recognize me. Like I was being dramatic over nothing. “We've talked about this so many times, Lilith. You can’t come here and hesitate on your wedding day. You had so many months to get prepared for it, Now you have to go through with it.” I blinked fast, trying to stop myself from tearing up. “But you know he hates me. You know he hates me so much. He thinks I'm a killer.”

I growled, staring deep into his eyes, giving him a choice to hate me or love me. . . . Ray's P. O. V Hate me... The word resounded me in my ears a thousand times. But I couldn't do it. I couldn't see myself hating her. It was impossible. " I can't..." I muttered, still looking at her. " What did you say?" She asks me, her voice coming out as a whisper. " I can't.... Do it..... I can't hate you. I don't know how to." I said again, strongly this time, begging and hoping she'll understand. Then all of a sudden, she started hitting me in every place that was available.

Dominic: “You're good at this.” Me: “I had a mother who survived immigration with three hundred dollars and a suitcase. You learn to read rooms.” I set the phone down and started the morning prep and spent approximately zero minutes thinking about the photo. This is a lie. I spent a significant amount of time thinking about the photo and specifically about the expression on his face in it because I had not seen him make that face in person, or rather I had not seen it when he knew I was looking, and there was something destabilizing about seeing it captured and still and undeniable.

Leon I know I’m rigid on the outside, I know how calculated I am but that doesn't mean I lack blood running through my veins and emotions. Nights were terror to me, my thoughts deprived me of sleep and my heart beat never rested. I really don't care about my ex-girlfriend and her stunts, I know I owe her nothing. But gradually her pretence and lies have borne fruit. Linking me to drugs to trap me in her world and destroy my reputation is something I won't allow to slide easily.

[I hate you] END.

“Relax. Breathe. You’re sitting with the campus king, remember? A picture with me won't get you hurt.” The crowd suddenly laughed at something on the screen, and out of the corner of my eye, I caught Heath Ledger leaning against those bleachers, serenading Julia Stiles. "10 Things I Hate About You" was what the student council picked for the movie night—the cheesiest rom-com ever. I smirked, tilting my head, Hazel wouldn’t even look at me. “You know,” I murmured, “this movie is about a girl pretending to hate the guy she actually wants.”

VICTOR There are exactly two things I fucking hate: turning into a beast every night and arguing with my father. And honestly, I’d take turning into a beast over arguing with my father any time. Because that man loves to be right, and he will not stop the argument until he’s right.

“I can’t—because it’s you. Because I saw the truth about your mother, and I can’t erase it from my mind. I saw your pain. That was when the realization hit me.” “What realization? “The lies I always tell myself—that I hate the way you laugh, I hate the way you look at me, I hate your goddamn scent, I hate it when you're not around me, when you disregard my feelings, I hate the way you talk to me, I hate it when you stare, and when you read my mind—-i hate it so much that it makes me sick!” Her voice shatters. She bites her lip hard, her body trembling. “But mostly I hate the fact that I don't hate you, not even close, not even at all.”

"Seriously, are you scared of everything?" "You are an idiot Ryan." She hit Ryan. "Did you know the stupid prank almost made me dead? I almost passed out. Why will you do that? And you know how much I hate spiders." She said catching her breath. "Point of correction, you hate all creepy things, all crawling things and all walking things. You hate every insect, every animal, even pets! You hate pets no matter how cute they are and you don't even want to have one."Ryan said getting irritated.