Hate That I Love You

•{Chapter 1}•

I spent a couple minutes in my room just talking to myself
Asking if the hole you fill should be full-filled with someone else
You got me think crazy things like the state of my mental health
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"Come on" Hakagure pleaded. She was outside my door like always but, she had yet to figure out why I didn't come out of my apartment for the past 2 months and she'd stay there telling me all the gossip of the day.

Sliding her notes under the door. And everyday I got up at 9pm to listen. Nothing was neither interesting nor boring kinda in the middle. But sometimes I was late because of my schedule.

7:00- Wake up

7:30-Cook

8:00-Eat

8:14-Watch T.V

8:45-Think about Shinsou

9:00-Listen to Hagakure.

I sometimes get so caught up in my thoughts that I don't even notice Hagakure at the door. Why couldn't I fall in love with anyone else. Not trying to be picky or anything but maybe just maybe someone who actually knew my name.

There are literally millions of people who I would have rather fell in love with. Hell I'd even take Toga over Shinsou. Seriously why couldn't my heart stop beating around him. Or have my thoughts clouded with his face. Or his dreamland now invaded with dreams of Shinsou.

I must be crazy. I mean not trying to be rude but Shinsou's well...... Shinsou. He's so so adorable. Fuck. I mean yea he hot bu- "Oh and Shinsou transferred to class 1-a". Wait what. I immediately scramble off the couch but got tangled in the blanket I laid around myself. Landing on the floor will a big thud.

"Ummm.... Ojiro are you okay" Hagakure's voice called from the other side. I pushed myself off the floor and ran to the door tripping on a empty box of pizza. Well he thought was empty. "Eww my fucking socks" I groaned as I opened the door for Hagakure. She may be invisible but I could tell she was looking me up and down. And finally behind me. I really couldn't blame her.

I wore a big over grown red sweater and some random shorts with white socks well used to be white now they were covered in pizza. And then there was my bed hair that I haven't had the energy to fix.

Then there was my apartment. There were obviously pizza boxes on the floor but there was also a wet mop that was probably dripping into the apartment under me. I had started cleaning but then pushed it off til later and it been there ever since.

Then there was his journal that he wrote in every night laid open on the couch. And oh the couch. It had so many stains he didn't know half of them. And the other half he didn't even remembered leaving. Covers were throw all over it. Pieces of popcorn stuck to the couch from his movie binges. So far he finished 3 series and 21 movies.

It looked as if I was getting over the worst break-up of all time. But hey I never said cleaning was on my list.

"All of this over Shinsou. Wow."

"W-what."

"You know one day your gonna have to accept that you love him."

"I already did. I'm just trying to figure out why the hell I fell in love with him."

She shrugged "The heart wants what the heart wants."