Redamancy [H.S]

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You ever meet someone that you hate so much. You hate them so much that they consume your every thought. You hate them so much that you don't think you can ever hate someone as much as you do them.

My mother always told me the word hate is rude and impolite. "Hate is a strong word." She would say with a disapproving tone. "What about strongly dislike."

But no, in this case hate is the right word. You hate this person so much it's consuming.

So consuming, that hearing their name sends a pit in your stomach, a sweat to drip from your forehead, a crawl across your skin, all words to disappear from your vocabulary.

You hate them so much that you never want to see them ever again, yet you love the feeling of bickering back and forth, you feel empty when you don't hear from them or see them, you find yourself worrying about them, you feel pitiful and empathy towards them.

Soon the smirk that sent you into a fit of rage becomes charming, you constantly yearn for it, wanting to see it all the time, the first thing you see in the morning and the last at night. That stupid, fucking, perfect smirk haunts your nightmares.

Soon you grow a fascination with everything about them, you find yourself interested in the way they grew up, their favorite foods, the way they talk, you even pick up on some of their vocabulary.

By, now you've noticed what this hatred has turned into, your friends have noticed, at this point, your goddamn neighbor has probably noticed. You want to turn back to run away but you can't you are in far too deep. You can only hope they feel the same, that the feeling is returned in full.

But this is all to you know, "keep your friends close, but your enemies closer." right? 

Hate and love feel far too similar for my liking.

And to just my luck, the person that I hate that much just had to be, Mr. Harry styles with his perfect, stupid, fucking smirk.