Hate That I Like You Gl Novels & Stories

Kailan ba nagsimula ang ganitong damdamin ko sa kanya eh hindi ko naman siya gusto? Oh, my, this is not good. I don't want to like him because he is unlikable. . C.m. louden

"I hate her for stealing my fame and everyone's attention. I really, fucking, hate that stupid girl!" Umirap ako nang marinig iyon mula kay Anastacia at nang humiwalay siya ng yakap kay LJ ay muli akong sumadal sa pader para magtago at makinig. "And I hate you!" dagdag nito at kasunod n'on ay ang tunog ng paghampas at suntok. "I hate myself too," si LJ. "Especially for loving you." Nalaglag ang panga ko dahil sa hindi inaasahang sinabi ni LJ. Tumigil din ang pahinang-pahinang tunog ng suntok.

Parang iiyak na ako. "I like you. I think I like you too," " hikbi ko, hindi ko na talaga mapigilang umiyak. "So you don't hate me?" Tanong ni Gabion haplos ang likod ko. "I TOLD YOU I LIKE YOU, didn't I," singhal ko. Nakakainis, sinabi ko na ngang I like him magtatanong pa if I don't hate him. Is he annoying me? "Wag ka nang umiyak, naiiyak pate ako eh. You told me you like me, months ago," saad niya. Naramdaman ko ang pagtayo niya at mga hakbang papalapit sa akin.

Alam kong magiging mabuting ina siya sa anak namin. These past few days habang mas lalo ko siyang nakikilala ay nagugustuhan ko na siya, ang genuine niyang tao at down to earth pa. Sometimes, sinasabi ko na I hate her para lang hindi ko na siya magustuhan pero at the end of the days ay kabaliktaran pa rin nun ang nananaig. Pinapaniwala ko ang sarili ko na hindi ko siya gusto pero hindi ako nagtatagumpay. Hindi ko malabanan ang nararamdaman ko para sa kaniya. I hate her means I like her. I like her.

"I don't like you...." Turan nito at para bang pinagsakluban ako ng langit at lupa sa narinig ko. Nangilid na ang mga luha ko at saka hinabol ang hininga ko dahil unti-unting nanikip ang dibdib ko. Kakalas na sana ako sa yakap niya nang bigla itong tumawa at magsalita. "H-hey, Bellissima... Don't cry, I don't like you because it's more than that.... I love you, Bellissima. I love you so much."

, garalgal ang kanyang boses sa pagtitimping huwag umiyak. "I don't want you to fall out of love!", " At anong gusto mo? yung mabaliw ba ako saiyo,?.... did you hate me that much?" " That's not true! God knows i want your love, i like everything you do!", saad ng binata na parang naguguluhan. Hindi niya batid kung dahil sa kanyang pagburst out sa totoong nararamdaman ngunit sobrang namilog ang kanyang mata sa narinig mula dito. Did he tell her he like her?

Tanong niya. Hindi mapigilan ng mata ko na rumolyo sa sinabi niya. Still bitter sa nangyari noon at kung paano niya ako tawanan bago tulungan. "Obviously, I hate you and your guts already. Why would I make friends with that kind of attitude?" Naiirita kong sagot sa kanya. "Wait. So kung hindi pinakita sana sa iyo ni Noah yung frog and nakipag-kilala siya sa iyo, there is a possibility na maging friends kayo?" Tanong sa akin ni Hazel.

Parang lahat na negative adjective nito, ay kaakibat na talaga. "Hate me all you want Chel. I don't mind...just please allow me to hug and feel you. Just this time." She was pleading. But Chel was really hard as stone na walang emosyon na nakatingin lang rito. Sabi nila. Kapag makikita mong umiiyak ang mommy mo. Kaagad kang lalambot at aluin ito. But she did not feel anything towards her mom. It's only pure hatred and fury.

Lumunok ako "T-the way I dress. Kaya ka naiinis sa'kin." He chuckled "Magkaiba ang I don't like sa I hate. I don't like the way you dress. Hindi naman sa pagdidisregard ng wants mo pero I just don't like it. I prefer formal dress hindi 'yung parang laging pupunta ng party. I don't like girls drowning their self in alcohol. Ayaw ko ng alcoholic na babae. I don't want to settle to the women like that..." he looked at me "You're a women, Para sa'kin it's better if you let a man na ipakita ang nararamdaman niya towards you. That's why I hate you because I prefer a women who can mind their own biz than other. I prefer women who can stand with their own." he proudly said. His words is like a sharp

Humarap ako sa kanya, pilit pinatatag ang sarili. “But not the same way as before.” “The situation has changed.” Huminga ako ng malalim. “Yes, the feelings I have for Demetri are somewhere between hate and likeness. I won’t use the excuse that he is my husband. I like him and hate him at the same time.” “But like is different from love,” sagot niya na may hinanakit. “I know,” sagot ko. “I know the difference between like and love, Marcus.” “Then you know what that means,” halos pabulong niyang sabi.