I Need You To Hate Me Novels & Stories

“I want to be strong and act like this is a piece of cake. I hate that I can’t. I hate that I’m not as strong as I pretend to be.” Her eyes lit up again. “Why do you call me that?” “Clumsy Nancy?” She nods. I smile before answering. “Remember the first day we reunited?” I asked her. “You remember me?” She asked fiercely “I do, I could never forget you”. “Why did you pretend not to know me then? That’s the reason I’ve hated you”. “You’re mad I forgot you when you don’t even remember our past in detail.” I turned to stare at her, she was already staring.

But I was stunned for a moment. I saw the tattoo on the side of his thigh. My name was written on it. And under my name there is a heart. Written on the heart. 'My Girl'. My eyes watered. "Kier…" "I love you, Fatima. I have always loved you. But I used to think that you couldn't love me because you hate me so much. I'm sorry." "Who wouldn't be angry with you? You insult me ​​every day for being obese."

"Don't get any ideas. I hate you, stands firm. I did not 'brush off' anything. Anything meaningful, at least. So that was no opportunity. Those twats hadn't plans of executing a job well done, I hate pussies. And well, the opportunity now becomes mine and mine alone. Your life is in the palm of my hand. It's my place to do whatever I want with it, no one else's!" "Keep wishing." "Facts. I saved you as you said; you owe me big time. I chose your life. Ceteris paribus." "If you hate me as much as you say, why bother react to my messages? Why did you show up?" Again Sean was hesitant, "You'll find out soon enough. Now, are you done?"

I said as I wipe my non existing tears. "You both are mental!" Usher snickered to us. And we both glared at him . "What?" He asked like his shocked "Shut up! Your also mental!" We three laughed. Well, as I said I do have plan on settle down. But contrary to that, I still not yet found the woman that's right for me. As I can see, women just after my fame, money and bodddy???. Hhahaha.. of course please don't get me wrong people! Peace.. ✌️✌️✌️

"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 pursued my lips again, gritting those words out like an unbreakable vows, " I hate you.. that you smile..at another man...but hates..me....Yes..I fucking hate you..Now..I will do something that...you will hate me the most... Since...I can't..be..the man..you love..I want to be..the man that...you hate..the most...I will.. take.. Ryan away... from you.. until... you are..at my mercy... begging.."

it makes me sick . It even makes me rhyme ... I hate it....I hate the way you're always right.. I hate it when you lie .. I hate it when you cry .. I hate it when you make me laugh even when you're crying .. I hate it when you're not around... And the fact that you didn't irritate me... I hate it when you didn't miss me.. Am I hating you or am I falling for you?? ♡♡ But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you...

“Tell me again how much you hate me. Go on. Convince yourself.” “God, I hate you,” I whispered into the empty room, my voice shaking, breaking on the words as if they were glass shards in my mouth. “I hate you so much.” I rocked forward slightly, hugging my knees tighter to my chest, trying to make myself smaller, invisible. But the words felt hollow, even to me. Because beneath the hatred, there was something else—something dark and twisted that I couldn’t name, couldn’t admit. It was like a poison seeping into my veins, slow and insidious, making my skin flush anew just thinking about it.

I asked, my voice low and menacing, "are you enjoying this?" She didn't answer, her eyes closed, her body trembling. "Or is it not enough?" I asked, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "Is this not the kind of 'love' you craved?" She opened her eyes, her gaze filled with a mixture of fear and hatred. "I hate you," she whispered, her voice barely audible. I smiled, a cold, cruel smile. "Good," I said. "I want you to hate me. I want you to remember every single moment of this."

It boils my blood. I’m annoyed because I liked Victoria for her strong-independent-attitude, but she then fell in love with that Nixon guy and she just let her pride be stepped. Gosh! She almost has it all! Why, of all things, would she want the love of that bastard Nixon? Duh! “Ciara, come down! We’re eating.”, I heard my mom shouted from the dining area, so I grabbed the book that I threw a while ago and then went down.