In love with the enemy

Ugh, I fucking hate him. I always say that to myself but now I'm confused on whether or not I hate him. I mean he's so annoying, he always teases or insults me.

Yet here I am sitting in the biology lab after school, my arms around his neck, fingers tugging on the soft curls of his beautiful black hair, as he kisses me passionately, his fingers grazing my skin under my uniform shirt.

"stop it", I manage to break out of the trance he always manages to put me in as I pull away.

He's light green eyes snap open as they look at me, devouring my face. I have always liked his eyes, they were so beautiful.

He put his head in the crook of my neck, kissing slightly looking for my sweet spot, I push his shoulders back with the little strength I can muster.

"Why are you fighting it sweet heart, you know you can't resist me" he says, smirking as he picks up his uniform jacket holding it behind his back, I glare at him.

He chuckles, leaning forward to my ears and whispers" I'll see you later, princess", he says walking out leaving me to my thoughts.