I Swear I Still Hate Him Novels & Stories

"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 know it sounds insane that I’m even saying this, but…” “Are you in love with him?” Tiara cut in. My eyes widened, and I quickly shook my head. “No! That’s not it, Tiara. I’m not in love with him. How could I be in love with someone I… I hate?” She gave me a look. One I’d seen before. One that said, you’re lying to yourself and you don’t even realize it. “You don’t talk about him with that hatred anymore,” she said calmly. “You used to sound like you wanted to tear him apart. Now? It’s like he’s already won you over.”

Daylight streams through the windows, and as bright as it is, I don’t share the same sentiments. Throwing my legs over the bed, I regret it immediately as a sharp pain travels up my legs, straight to my swollen clit. I told him I wanted him to make it hard and rough and he delivered, further jogging my memory about the kind of person he is. ‘I couldn’t come up with a good reason why you’d do that. I was good to you.’ The words ring in my head and a small breath leaves my mouth and nose. I hate him. God, I hate him enough to never want to see him again.

I run a hand through my hair, letting out a sharp breath. I hate him. I hate that he’s right. I hate that I saw those photos. The images in my head just won’t go away.

I say as I could suddenly feel myself sob uncontrollably. " but you know what,I do not understand the reason why I still love him regardless of what he had done to me....he did nothing but hurt me and all I feel this past few months is mind drifting back to him at every opportunity it seems to get....I'm just so stupid " I finally and I could hear myself hiccuping from constant crying. " heyyy it's okay....you do not need to be too hard on yourself, you know that right?" I hear him say but took a stop to look at me,obviously trying to see if I was taking what he was telling me well.

he said smoothly, "even when it’s locked from the inside." He clicked his tongue. "I thought you were smart enough to know that, Ivy." My fists clenched. I hated how he said my name like it was a joke. I hated how my desperation amused him. I hated everything about him. With mocking ease, he added, "Calling someone who answers to me… to betray me? That was bold. Stupid, but bold." "I hate you," I muttered, my voice trembling. He adjusted his cufflink, gaze cool. "Save your hate and your energy for tomorrow."

I asked, smiling softly at him even though he couldn’t see me. “Maybe because you were too busy hating me.” He mentioned casually, not even looking at me but it left me frozen. Hate. Hating him. Why do I hate him again? “I-I-I just didn’t know.” I say, not knowing what else to say. I convinced him that I hate him even though, now. I’m not so sure I hate him. I don’t hate him anymore. I don’t think I ever hated him. Then what exactly do I feel for him if it isn’t hatred?

he explained. “ What is this? A confession?” I scoffed. “ Did I mention that I hate you a lot more than you do? Why would I ever like someone like you even if I was into men!? But unfortunately for you, I'm into girls only,” he proudly declared. “ I'm glad the feeling of hate is mutual,” I shrugged. “ But on a serious note, you can open up to me if you want to. It's also okay to let it out sometimes, you're not a statue,”

"Because I've wanted to for years. I couldn't stop myself when you were right there in front of me." "I don't understand. We hate each other. You hate me." "No ,you hate me."I corrected."I never hated you." "Yeah, right." "I'm being serious," I repeated gently. "I didn't hate you. In fact, I liked you so much that I didn't know what to do with it. And instead of being honest... I was a coward." His lips parted slightly, breath catching. "You expect me to just believe that?"

He didn't have any right to shed tears in front of me. "Please don't appear in front of me ever again," I uttered with pure hatred before darkness took over me. I hate him. I really hate him.