I still hate you

I still hate you

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"No, let me finish. Every guy has a reason for why they're doing this. It could be bad or good, you won't know. Do you think it's all perfect for us guys too? No." He yelled. "What's your reason then?" "I don't know, maybe my reason for doing this is to fill the hole you left when you walked out on me as a friend" he said walking out of my room and slamming the door. Shit... "Calum, wait" I shouted, running after him. He turned around in a swift motion. "Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. I don't need you in my life anymore. Why don't you go running to Carter like you always do? Just stop," he said. "Calum, I-" "Don't try, you already messed it up" he yelled. ~A story about how hate, turns into love~
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"If you don't let me explain, I swear to god I'm walking out that door with my stuff by late morning." She threatened. "I don't care. You've hurt me enough. I couldn't care less if you left. In fact, you'd be doing me a favor." I said carelessly. Tears began falling from her glassy eyes. "Well if that's how you feel, then I'll pack and book a flight home." She headed towards my room to pack up her stuff. Within an hour, she had booked a flight for early this morning and had packed all of her things. It was three in the morning. She told me her flight was at seven. She looked at me with no emotion evident in her face and left without another word. *no mention of self-harm or suicide*

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