I hate you for making me love you <3

Chapter 6!

Liz's POV---------

'I have a boyfriend, and i plan to keep him so get the fuck out of here and you might as well get the fuck out of my life as well. You think your so good when all your good at is making the girl fall in love with you and then breaking thier hearts. I am not the next girl, so you need to back off. What happened in there was not supposed to happen and i dont plan on letting it happen again, understand?' I had furry in my and i was ready to explode. I had realized before i said anything that i really did not want to be the next girl, or the next one to cross of his "list".

He just stood there looking stunned, when he tried to say something back to me i just pointed to the door and asked for him to leave. Without any questions or arugments he did so. I had the power of his feelings now, and the look on his face proved it. I was the one in charge and boy was i loving it. I tried my hardest not to squel like a preppy girl who just got asked out by the senior football star or like a Justin Bieber fan seeing him in concert.

I felt a little bad for yelling at him but at the same time i felt a sudden urge for more. I wasnt used to having power over anyone. Suddenly i just felt sleepy, like i havent slept in days. When i looked at my clock it read 4:36. Shit i thought to myself, i have my date tomorrow. And with that, i turned over and went to sleep.

The next morning, i had woke up at 12:30 and thought about when i was supposed to meet the skater dude i was texting the night before. I quickly grabbed my phone and started to go through my messages and finally found the text. I was supposed to meet him at the skate park at 2, so i had about an hour and a half before i had to go. I ran to the bathroom hoping nobody was in there but to my luck dad was just walking out and Jake was walking in.

I ran to the door and shouted for him to hurry up but all i got in return was an evil stare. I noticed that he had a phone. When i looked again i realized it was my phone. I stopped. I could feel my face turn red with furry and there ws nothing i could do to make what was about to happen stop. Everyone who knew me, knew not to make me mad. He apparently didnt know that part.

I kicked the door open, 'Give me my fucking phone you bastard!' I screamed as loud as my voice would let me. He had a grin on his face that said he wasnt scared. And that, scared me.

Jakes POV-----

I knew she was going to get mad that i took her phone, i just didnt know she would get mad enough to tear the door down for it. I wondered what was on the phone that she wanted to keep a secret. I decided to grin just to show her that i wasnt afraid of no one, not even a emo bitch.

She gave me the worst "go to hell you mother fucker or ill drag you there myself" look i had ever seen and i was to my surprise getting scared. I hadnt came across anyone, especially no fucking girl, that had stood up to me before and i really wasnt used to this. She had an attitude and i was starting to like it.

'Whats on here that you dont want anyone to know of? Any dirty pictures? Dirty messages? Suicide notes?' I must have guessed one right because she was turning even darker red than she already was from being pissed at me from taking her phone.

'Are you going to answer me bitch? Or just stand there?'