Hate is a strong word

Prologue

I hate his laugh.

I hate his voice.

I hate his hair.

I hate his face.

I hate the way he acts.

I hate how I'm lying.

I hate how he has me wrapped around his finger.

MOST OF ALL, I HATE HOW I DON'T HATE HIM, NOT EVEN A LITTLE. NOT EVEN AT ALL.

My name is Aisha and i am 17. My life is normal except I have just a slight, little, minor crush on a boy named Parker Carraway that never seemed to fade. The more I try to not like him, the more I like him. He's just....irresistible. Okay I'll admit it, it's more than just a crush but that's it.

Oh how i wish it was.