𝗙𝗟𝗔𝗪𝗟𝗘𝗦𝗦 .ᐟ c.s

⁰⁰⁵i hate it !

💋

❛ but mostly, i hate the way i don't hate you.

not even close. not even a little bit. not even at all ❜

flawless ✷ chris sturniolo !

・┈・┈・┈・┈・┈・┈・┈chris's pov...⚡️

. . . 6:45AM IN THE MORNING

      i don't know what's making me feel like this, but maxi is intoxicating. she's like a drug rushing through my veins, filling up and pumping blood through me. her presence burns into me, her beauty blinding me, taking up even the smallest particles of my body.

the first day i saw her i felt drunk, her eyes beautiful saucers of stars; they almost made me dizzy. something about her made me insane, longing for touch, and that thing still does. i couldn't take my eyes off her, and i honesty still can't. something about her eyes is so damn captivating i can't pull my eyes away, no matter how hard i try.

i still remember our first meet like it was yesterday.

maybe it's the way she doesn't give a fuck about people around her or how hard it is to get into her heart that makes me want her. or maybe it's because she's never experienced love that makes me want to be her first, show her what it feels like.

but the knowing that i can't be with her makes me want her more.

a certain desire within my chest burns to be in her presence. and i hate it more than i find it endearing.

the worst this is, i can always feel a thick tension between us whenever we are together, and i'm not sure if she can feel it too.

i mean, why would she. she hates me, everything about me. and it makes me hate everything about me too. to the point where i want to change everything about me to her liking so i have a chance to be with her.

it's funny that everyone thinks i hate her, when really, it's quite the opposite.

"chris! off the field!" my coach yells to me, snapping me out of my disastrous thoughts, my whole team turning to stare at me. i sulkingly walk off the field and to my coach, everyone's eyes drilled into my head as i keep my eyes fixated on the cleats fastened to my feet.