Hate Me Love Me Novels & Stories

"I understand Mike but you know that for a it takes quite long for a pain to heal. She doesn't hate you brother. She might be just afraid of maybe scared. I don't know if she loves you but she doesn't at all hate you brother. I think she is just afraid of facing what you made her pass through all over again. "If hate is ice, then love is warmth and tolerance is a cold neutral. If you want to melt ice, be warm. If you want to combat hate then love with a passion. Instead of "blindness" show others how to see beauty in whom they fear. Show them how to make the loving bonds of true and lasting friendship.

“Is there anything wrong about me? Why can’t you love me? I’ve done everything for you. Is it still not enough?!” She shouted while bursting out of tears, knelt in front of her most loved man who’s holding a gun. You won’t see any trace of pity in his eyes. “You’re talking about being enough? Can’t you wake up from that stupid dream of yours? I don’t and won’t ever love because you are not Rosan!” he answered, causing Victoria to cry again.

I grunted each word as my palms met his chest in an attempt to push him further away from me. Why is he still here? "Amanah, stop it." "Hate me! Hate me 'cause I already hate myself for it; it will be easier for me to look at you," I cried out as I gripped his shirt. "Then I'll love you while you hate yourself," he whispered as he took my hands into his. "I'll love you until you can love yourself again. And when you do, I'll love you more than I do now; each day, my love will grow for you so your hate can disappear," my eyes opened up wider as he spoke those kind words to me.

There was silence for a few minutes, he then stood up and came to my front. "Remember someone once said…you can do something, anything, and everything if you want to". I cursed silently how was that helping? This stranger had just ruined my mission! He doesn't even know why I would take such an act. I tried to close my eyes,, but something drew me to this man, it was his smile. From his posture, he looked like a handsome young man, and his smile had said it all. This guy was a weirdo, he stretched his arm towards me to get up and leave. We didn't even know each other, yet I must say he was a foe and hero at the same time. I reject his offer by standing up by myself to show that I wasn't a we

Like my eyes were about to fall out this instance. "Yup!" They both said while giving me flat tone. "What's got into you bro's!" I said to them but still they all look at me seriously. "Woah seriously? Gezz fine I'll answer your questions ok!" I said as they still like to pushed that topic so I surrender. " Of course we all wanted to have someone to love and cherish ok? But not for now!" I said while giving them cheeky smile. "Idiot!" Blake mumbled.

Why does he want to marry me? Why me? How he knows my all favorite taste I love white and golden, I love mango juice, I love that makeup and dresses, perfumes that I always dream of, even the sandwich I ate was onion-free and full of cheese and mayonnaise just like I always eat in the lunch..... How he knows that???

"Feeling used but I'm still missing you And I can't see the end of this Just wanna feel your kiss against my lips And now all this time is passing by But I still can't seem to tell you why It hurts me every time I see you Realize how much I need you I hate you, I love you I hate that I love you I don't want to but I can't put Nobody else above you I hate you, I love you I hate that I want you You want her, you need her And I'll never be her......." (Note:"I Hate U, I Love U" is a song by American singer and rapper Gnash featuring American singer Olivia O'Brien. It was released on February 17, 2016)

I gloss over the details of our conversation at breakfast though. “I dunno, he’s just so confusing. It’s like, one minute, he hates me and the next minute he- he-” “Can’t keep his hands off of you?” She supplies. “Kind of, yeah,” I reply, blushing. “Well, Vi, you know what they say: there’s a thin line between love and hate.” I let out a chuckle and say, “That’s taking it a little far.” “Sure, whatever you say. So what are you going to do about it?”

I had learnt something else, something which had changed my mindset. From all my observations in the past month, I had figured out that Hate was way more stronger than Love. Love was nothing but fantasy, something read in storybooks and viewed in movies. It was something mistaken by others as real and true, while it was truly nothing but mere lust compounded with desire and sexual need. Something which our body hormones toy with us.

I know I don’t feel repulsive anytime I see him now but rather, I want to get closer to him more. This is all still strange to me, I mean, how could I hate a guy one time and love him the next? Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, hold on, who said anything about love here? You got to be fucking kidding me. I agree I don’t hate him like I used to but that doesn’t mean I love him. I would say that I don’t hate him six times now or five, or make that four, it could be three though, or two. Okay, let’s just agree that I don't hate him and that doesn’t mean I love him, I mean, I don’t even like him yet so how could I possibly love him?