Owning The Game

The dark lord should be ugly!

I had a few more glasses of spiked punch. What? Don't blame me. It's just SO tasty. Yum yum. I was pulling Max towards the pool giggling. Why is everything so funny around?

And then, I spotted Voldemort in his stupid glory. Voldemort shouldn't have a nose for god's sake! But why does he have a perfect nose and chiseled jawline? Huh?

Harry potter is mad. Harry is very VERY mad. Tom riddle cannot be handsome. He shouldn't even exist. The dark force should be destroyed! *He he ha ha ha*

"Hermione! Stop flirting and help me." I whisper yelled at Max who was winking at girls around.

"Awwww.... Harry , Mione busy busy. You go kill the dark lordy." He slurred. I just rolled my eyes and focused on my enemy.

There was Bellatrix (Katie) clinging to his hand.bitch. Doesnt he get tired of girls sucking him already?

I took a party Snow can and yelled 'AVADA KEDAVRA!' and threw it on his head.

"Ow! What's WRONG with you Vanessa?!" He yelled furiously.

"Harry. I am Harry! And the dark lord shouldn't live!" I yelled back.

"GOD! Vanessa! Are you drunk?!"

"It's over Tom! Payback's a bitch!"

He just held my wrist tightly and started dragging me to the lawn .

"Let go! Let me GO!"

"NO."

I pouted at my failed attempts of killing the dark lord. Why should he be all over that stupid bitch psycho Bellatrix?! I HATE him. I HATE her. Gah! I hate everything.

"Don't pout."

I grumpily looked at him. "I hate you."

I still had the glass of punch in my other hand so I threw it on his shirt. Take that sucker!

"What was THAT for?!" The dark lord yelled.

"It is for breaking the rule of being ugly! The dark lord is supposed to be ugly and nose-less." I grumbled.

He smirked and said." So you are saying I am hot?"

"Exactly! And that is against the rules." And I started punching him in the gut. More like feeling his abs. So tough!.

He held both my hands with one of his and removed his damp shirt with the other I wasn't complaining.

"This was one of my favourite shirts ykno?" He said.

"I don't care. I hate you. Period." He looked hurt for a while but the smirk was not forgotten yet not anytime soon.

"You know you don't mean it." But all I could see was his hot hot chest and abs. His hand flexed as I struggled to get out of his grip popping a few veins here and there. HOT!

Is it hot in here? The temperature is definitely rising. I stopped struggling and looked up at him. I lost myself in his deep blue eyes again! How can a person be so mesmerising?.

But he played with my feelings. He knew I've never kissed before. I told him at the party previously. He stole my first kiss without even meaning anything to him. I am not mad cuz he stole my first kiss.

I am just sad that it dint mean anything to him but meant the world to me. I saved my first for a reason. I wanted the person I love to be the first one to kiss me, touch me. I liked Nate before. It was just a crush. But now I love him.

I love him since the day he stood up for me. I loved him when he gave me gummy bears and kissed my cheek saying it's alright. He made me feel safe. I loved him when he stayed all evening with me, missing his cousin's birthday party just because I was alone at home. I loved him when he always covered up for the stupid stuff I did.

I loved him when he believed he was timid but I always knew he was strong. I loved him when he was all insecure. I loved him when he put all his insecurities aside and made me feel special no matter what. I loved him when he hugged me after I fell on the ice rink.

He was my Nate. My sweet sweet Nate. But I could never tell him. By the time I grew some lady balls and told him the way I felt, Sam screwed up with Clarr. And I was mad. I stopped visiting the Williams.

And by the time I could no longer keep it in and confess, he was gone. Leaving my heart aching. And now he has returned, to burn my already aching heart. Broke it to pieces the day he kissed Katie. I really thought we had something back then. A small part of me the foolish part of me, wished he would never forget me just like I never forgot him.

I honestly din't think he'd be back. I tried moving on. But no one can ever be as sweet as my Nathaniel. But he has moved on. He has changed. That ought to change the way I felt right?

But my feelings grew stronger. And now he broke my already broken heart by toying my emotions. I very well know that he knows how I feel. It's evident. Maybe.

Even if he dint know then, he should have know by now. Why has he changed so much? He used to be my best friend. My knight. A tear slipped from my eyes remembering that the boy who stood up for me against someone double to his height and got beat up real bad was long gone.

Or atleast that is how he projects himself as. But he is so different sometimes. So sweet, just like my old Nate. He helped me with the math work just because he dint want to see me suffer. But he is the one killing me right now.

"I mean it Nate! I hate you. I hate you for playing with my feelings! I hate you for changing so much. I haye you for leaving me three years ago. I hate you for kissing other girls. I hate you for forgetting me. I freaking HATE you for not being my best friend anymore. I really thought you were my best friend yknow?!" I yelled.

"I dint forget you Nessa. I can never. I thought you did. " He said softly.

"Please let me go Nathaniel." I said slowly my voice breaking.

He just hugged me tight and whispered.

"Never."

Sorry for the late updates guys. Kinda busy these days. *Sheepish grin*

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