Hatred

"Sometimes it hurts that you hold such a strong hatred for me." He says whispering into my ear. I can hear him walking away from me but at the same time I can feel his eyes as he stares me down. I don't know how we've ended up here.

"Sometimes?" I feel a small bead of sweat making its way down my forehead as his foot steps become louder and he walks towards me. He chuckles as he puts his hands on my waist, his hand travels up to my ponytail and he tugs it towards him.

"Yeah other times, I love it." He whispers

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"Opposites attract," -at least, that's what all cheesy love stories say. Other times it really depends on the two within the situation, sometimes it's possible for the most impulsive individuals to fall in love. But I guess everything happens for a reason, right?
Let's just say this was a drunken mistake, for now at least.

// Harry Styles AU //