I Hate Harry's Novels & Stories

Harry shouted as my eyes widened in shock, Harry had put me into big trouble. "Was that Harry!… The fuck!"Clark muttered "Clark …"I tried saying as he hung up. I angrily glared at Harry as he smiled looking at me, I suddenly felt deep hatred for him and felt like punching him hard!, He fucking wants to ruin my marriage. I smiled at me as he sipped his campaign, he turned to the table as he took the pan of cocaine as he mixed it into his campaign and some in his nose.

He said with wide eyes. “Marissa is going to kill me!” “What? Why?” “Oh, God. Why am I so stupid?” She squeezed her eyes shut, face palmed herself, opened her eyes again, and groaned in frustration. “Hey…” He did not know what he was supposed to do. "You are not understanding." "Make me understand." He rolled his eyes.

He pleaded. Harry's apologizing to me all of a sudden. Truly Harry has been my best friend right from high school but he allowed hatred and jealousy to take that away from him. Now he wants us to be good friends again. For some reason I don't want to accept but then I feel bad too. Harry is just a human being who fell in love with me. He expected to be loved back but didn't get my love. I know that really got him upset. "Harry... I'm not really mad at you. I'm just trying to avoid trouble."

Only when I said this did Harry slowly withdraw his fists, but he did not break the intense eye contact with Warren. "Pathetic." After smoothing out his collar, Warren left. Harry pulled his newly-dyed hair in frustration. "Ugh, I hate that I can’t teach that bastard his lesson right now!" "Trust me, ruining your future just for a fight with that kind of werewolf is not worth it.Just let it go." I patted Harry’s back to comfort him. Bullies like Warren were nothing new to me. I was practically immune from them already and I had come to the point where it was just unnecessary to care about it anymore.I then turned to Flora and felt a little guilty for her.

Gray said and Harry was about to snitch it back but before he could Gray already drink it making Harry rolled his eyes in annoyance and sat down. " Why so grumpy, Harry Harry? " Gray said in a teasing voice making Harry glare at him. " Don't call me that! " He hissed and drink his wine, obviously getting annoyed. But Gray is enjoying teasing him. " I thought you love that endearment. " He asked in a teasing tone. " Shut the f*ck up!! " Harry shouted making the others laugh except for Liam. They completely know the reason why he hate that endearment. " Why are you so angry, alien? I heard from sou that Anna is back. "

We couldn’t live without each other. “Hey girls,” Harry appeared and pulled out a chair next to me. “You look like you want to kill someone, Maya. What's up with you?” “Uh, nothing much.” I said, shaking my head. I did not want Harry to know about my sickening hatred for Kim. “Right,” Anna piped in, smirking at me. “That's true.” “Anna.” My eyes bore into hers and she understood that if she made one more sarcastic comment, I was ripping her into shreds.

Then, quietly, she said, “Before I do that, tell me something.” Sarah blinked. “Why do you hate me so much?” Hermione’s voice was calm and genuinely curious. “What did I ever do to you? I never understood your dislike towards me.” Sarah’s eyes went wide. “Do I need a reason?” She laughed, incredulous. “Watching you squirm brings me joy. Hemrione Windsor, the former darling of society. The girl everyone loved.” Her face twisted. “You’ve overshadowed everyone for too long. Isn’t it time you took a break? Seeing your face alone sends me into rage. Just… disappear.”

I hated him His mouth curved faintly. “I’m just joking, midget” You can make other friends, Leah. She’s bad news. You don’t need someone like that in your life, her mom’s an alcoholic, and she would only steer you in the wrong direction It’d been four years since I overheard Knox talking to Leah about me. He wasn’t the first person to think I wasn’t good enough, and all my life I have been trying to be good enough, have the perfect grades, be the perfect friend, the perfect girlfriend, the best I could, and still, it wasn’t enough, my boyfriend had still dumped me. .

I wasn’t ready for another heartbreak, nor was I ready to face Harry again. My heart tightened, and my brow furrowed as a flicker of annoyance surged within me at the thought of Harry. How much I had grown to hate him. I never wanted to cross paths with him or have anything to do with him again. He was such an asshole, undeserving of anything good. He would surely die in regret.

“Christ, what’s gotten into you? I thought since your stepfather was out of the picture, you and I could get together.” “My step—how do you know about that?” I ask. But the answer is obvious. My mom. She doesn’t care about me, but she wants to manage my life. I honestly do not understand her. “Harry, do you think my mom’s hot?” Harry looks slightly shocked at my question but recovers quickly. “Sure.” He shrugs. “She’s a milf.” “You know she has a thing for younger guys, right?” I’m feeling maleficent. The burning hatred inside me for her is expanding, ignited by Harry’s presence.