Hating that I Love You

Chapter 2

I'm lying face down on my bed, scrolling through Instagram on my laptop. It was eight not that late(AN; hey the rhymed lol), I had finished the homework that my teachers left me earlier today, it wasn't that much due to the fact that tomorrow was the last day of school. I was relieved, not only because this school year was incredibly stressful, but because I hopefully wouldn't get to see him for a long time.

I know what you're asking, who's him? The answer is simple, he the devil in a leather jacket and aviators, also known as Alex Michaels. I'm just going to say one thing I've never, and I mean NEVER, hated anyone as much as I hate Alex.

Alex is three things, no wait scratch that, he's four; cocky, self-centered, a douche, and as much as I hate to admit, he's also incredibly hot. It frustrates me that he's that good looking without even trying, while I can't even walk out of my house without any make up, I know sad right?

Another thing about Alex is that he has the whole school wrapped around his finger. He gets away with anything and everyone sucks up to him(expect for a few decent people) basically because they're scared that he'll get tired of his one and only victim and start tormenting a new one. His victim is, you guessed it, me.

I guess you could say that my relationship with Alex is like a story on Tumblr. The two best friends that grew apart, and one becomes a completely bitch, or in my case douche, and bullies the other ex best friend while his step brother who's her boyfriend is away in a academy for gifted athletes, perfect life huh?

I pushed the thoughts Alex out of my head as I continued to scroll down, growing bored of looking at perfect selfies that girls take only to comment that they look horrible.

My phones then buzzed, indicated that I got a text, I smiled as I saw that it was James. 'Hey babe look on my Facebook page x'

'Why?'

'It's a surprise ;)'

I rolled my eyes and quickly logged into Facebook and clicked on his page. My eyes widen as I read his recent post. 'Coming back home for summer break, can't wait to see my family and my beautiful girlfriend, I love you Kylie!!!'

My heart fluttered when I saw that he mentioned me. I could just imagine all the jealous sluts reading that post, haha suck on that, bitches.

I grabbed my phone and immediately called James, he picked up after the second ring. "So I'm guessing you saw the post,"

"Yes why didn't you tell me you were coming ?!" You see James is allowed to come huh unless you make it on the varsity team in the academy that he goes to, which only meant one thing. "You made the varsity team!"

He laughed. "Yes I did and I didn't tell you because I just found out this morning. Can you believe that Kylie, at the end of the next school year I get to try out to get a spot on the u-18 US soccer team!" James told me excitedly.

"I'm so proud of you and I know you'll make it, your an amazing soccer player,"

"Thanks, your not to bad yourself," I rolled my eyes at James attempt to spare my feelings.

"James, I know you love me but don't lie, you and I both know that I suck at any sport that involves running and a ball,"

He chuckled. "Yeah, I guess that's true, but hey that means that you can try out for the school swim team," James joked and we both laughed, knowing that I'll most likely drown, I can't play any sport without physically hurting myself and the people around me.

"Shut up," I mumbled. "I can't wait until tomorrow, I miss you,"

"I miss you too." I heard faint voices in the background. "Listen Kylie, I have to go, I'll see you tomorrow, bye and don't forget that I love you,"

"Bye, and I love you too," I told him and we both hung up.

I glanced at his page one more time and froze when I saw a comment on James's post. 'Nice to know ur coming back brother, you'll be surprised at what has changed since you've been gone.'