I Hate That I Love You

Chapter 1

His flesh was glistening in the sun light. His perfect curly hair was dripping with water as he continued to pour water on his head. I slowly examine his tall, hot, ripped, glistening body. The look of him was teasing me. He is so-

"Kaylaaa!? Hheelloo?! Hey Space cadet, return to Planet Earth!" Chloe exclaims waving her hand in my face to snap me out of my daze.

"Huh, what? Oh sorry. I was in a daze." I replied back, with a slight smirk.

"Yea, I know you were in a daze. You were staring at Cole Smith, with a dreamy amused look in your eyes." She said raising her eyebrows and nudging my shoulder.

"You, erm... drooled a bit too." Chloe exclaimed, laughing so hard she almost fell off the bleachers. As she did, we both looked at each other and laughed so hard.

"What!? I drooled!? Oh my gawsh, so embarrassing! Erm... didn't see me looking at him did he?" I asked embarrassingly looking at her.

"Nah, he didn't look. Buuuut... one of his cute friends did. He seen you looking and he just smirked and chuckled, then walked away." Chloe said looking at me, with a crooked smile. We started laughing.

We were at the school soccer game today. My friends and I usually come to them just for some excitement. You're prolly thinking I come just to look at Cole's.... Hot, jacked abs, tall, sexy, sweaty cute body---Ahhhh! I did it again! But whatever that's not the... ooonly.... reason I come.

Cole Smith- he is one of those hot incredibly smart popular guys, that all the girls fall for, adore, and always talk about wanting to sleep with his hot body. He is very athletic, he plays soccer, basketball, and track. He used to do track but track seasons over, same with basketball.

But I'm not like the other girls, I don't go crazy over his hot, smart, athleticism, greek god-like body... f*** I DID IT AGAIN! Ok fine Maaaaybe I love the way he looks, and the sparkle in his eyes.

There's one problem tho. He is popular, and I'm not. So theres no way I could ever talk to someone like him. We used to be friends in like elementary school, then he got really popular and more hot looking. After, he stopped talking to me. Well sorta, because he likes to pick on me still.

He picks on me a lot, steals my food, makes fun of me, spreads rumors, embarrasses me, and bullies me.

Last year, he stole my phone secretly, and took a bunch of retarted photos of himself making dumb faces then his friends took photos of them making dumb faces. I had like 60 photos of them all! It took me like 25 mins to get rid of them all.

I kept one of the pictures of Cole, it was a cute picture.

Hey just because he bullies me, and I hate him sometimes, doesn't mean I can't keep a cute, dumb, picture of him after he stole my phone.

I hate his guts, but his looks tease me so badly! I'm pretty sure he hates my guts too, because he once kicked a soccerball at my face in gym. On purpose! Like who the Hell does that! And he just stood there laughing. My nose bled, so I gave him what he deserved. I flipped him off. He looked at me offendedly.

Sometimes he doesn't bully me, he can be really sweet at some points, that doesn't happen too often.

That was in 6th grade. Many years ago, but I'm still pretty mad.