Maybe I Hate You//L.S.

I hate you too

"Ever thought you could drive Louis along?" Niall said as he sits in the passenger seat "You got car you know, and you guys go to the same uni anyway"

"And have you ever thought I could let you walk home from here you know" I kept my eyes on the road

"Whatever bro, Louis isn't as bad as you think he is" Niall took a bite of his sandwich, rolling his eyes as I turned the volume up

I came back to the playground again, another day passes by, I found a sit under the tree house enjoying my burrito that Niall got for me this afternoon.

I've been spending my dinner here since I could remember, it's like where I come to escape away from the world and people, it's just me and the starry night. The playground is old and torn and no one has ever tried to rebuilt it at all

Perhaps I'm still waiting for a certain person to show up and prove me that after all these years I'm not the only one who is thinking about us, but he never showed up

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"Is that my fucking pancake?" I stumbled to Louis furiously as he tried to put the plate in the sink, coming in to his personal space my hands rested on the table behind him

"Liam said he made it for me" he got uncomfortable "you don't have to be this close you know"

"And you shouldn't have finished my pancake too" I said lowly, getting in his sweet scent

"Liam said I can have it" Louis said slowly locked his eyes on mine, I got lost in his blue ones I couldn't find a word to say "Can I have it?" he getting in closer to my face

"Y-yeah" I stuttered as his face inches from mine, my heartbeat louder than my word

"Great!" he swiped himself off my hold, smiling in disbelief

"Fucking bastard" I cursed at myself for being a mute person by his pretty face

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"How fucking dare you talk to my friend?" I dragged Louis to the boy's restroom

"What the hell?" Louis hissed trying to get his hand off my hold "you don't own them duh"

"Just stay away from us" I let go off his wrist, immediately guilty seeing the print of my fingers on him, I walked off trying not to show any emotion

"Why do you care?" I turned back to Louis having his arm fold on his chest, smirking proudly "afraid they'll invite me for drugs?"

"Better shut your pretty mouth" I walked in to him till his back against the wall, his eyes show no defensive, and when did he get the confident "I don't give a shit about you, because I hate you"

"Because you hate me?" he smirked, my forehead inches away from his as our eyes locked

"Definitely" I whispered, resting my forehead against his

"How much do you hate me?"

"No word can explain"

"I hate you too"

"Good to know we're on the same page"

His lips are so inviting, this bastard will be the death of me and immediately I realized what I'm going to do and I stormed off the restroom, leaving Louis there.