He pretends to hate you because he likes you.
Oris POV:
I rolled my eyes as The Wanted's laughter filled the UNI cafeteria. For whatever reason, they just fucking lovvveeed to fuck shit up.... Especially my shit, and it pissed me off. Grabbing my water bottle, I threw the remnants of my lunch into the trash, and walked towards the glass doors. I reached to push the door open, but my hand was stopped by Nathan Sykes, who coincidentally was leaving at the same time.
What
The
Fuck
I groaned and tried to push the door open first, but he pushed me into the wall, and walked out first, smirking behind him.
I let out a huge breath, leaving my bangs flying, and urging myself to restrain from punching his dick off.
I swear he lived to make me mad.
(✿◠‿◠) the next day (✿◠‿◠)
I stepped out of my shower and into the dorm that I shared with Stella, my roommate. wearing only my towel, i looked around for some lotion, I was startled as who other but Sykes walk into my room.
I screamed in shock and tried to cover myself up even more
"What the fuck are you doing in here??? How'd you get in what the doors locked what the fuck--"
" chill out, sweetheart. I'm not gonna touch you." He scoffed , walked over to Stella's bed, and grabbed her books. Every step he took closer to me, i made sure to take two steps back. He winked as he spun her keys around his finger and left.
Motherfucker.
(✿◠‿◠) next day again yay!!!!! (✿◠‿◠)
I walked to my literature class, trying to rearrange my papers at the same time. Someone's shoulder bumped into mine and I muttered a sorry, barely looking up at him, but I didn't even need to. I heard his scoff, and instantly knew it was Nathan. I bit my lip, why did he hate me so much?
The ball rang as soon as I got into my seat, but I had to get back out anyways as my professor announced it was my turn to present.
As I spoke in front of the class, I caught sight of Nathan. Every time I glanced across him, he wasn't paying attention or glaring at me.
Even if the most annoying girl was presenting, he'd try to pay attention.
What had I done so wrong?
Nathan's POV
I layed in my bed, but couldn't seem to get any sleep. Groaning, I reached for the book on my nightstand. I opened the book, and naturally it landed on the page I wanted to be on.
Struggling to see the pictures in the yearbook, I found her almost immediately. I placed my finger on Ori's face, as if it accounted for actually caressing it. Sighing, I put the book back and closed my eyes.
Maybe I could get some sleep, tonight.
Epilgouish thing.
NATHAN'S POV
Walking to literature class, I eyed for Ori. I pushed my glasses up onto the bridge of my nose and walked past her, purposely bumping into her. She turned around and started to open her mouth, no doubt, to apologise, but I stopped her.
"Sorry." I said. She furrowed her eyebrows and tried to continue to walk but I stopped her by her shoulder. She turned to look at me frustrated and confused, but before she could say anything I crashed my lips onto hers. In the midst of the people rushing to their classes, I felt alone. Just me and her, no matter how corny it sounded, because for the longest time I've wanted to do this, I've wanted to make her mine, and finally, I'm starting to work on it.
