We both look at eachother. I have a death glare. She looks in confusion. she's trying to read me. I hate when she does this I always feel all jittery. "Stop looking at me like that, bastard" I say with a bite sitting down on my front porch step She smirked "Why do you hate me so much, grande?" "Because you're a ,dumbass" "Is that really why you hate me?" She asks No. I'm in love with you. But I'll never admit that

hamzah and y/n meet at a skating park... and well, read to find out the rest.