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I hate him.
Hate him.
HATE HIM.
No, this isn’t a dang poem.
See; no rhymes.
Well, at least I’ll tell you about him.
No! I don’t want to.
He stands in front of me. Arms folded in front of his built chest.
Eyes so brown I imagine stupid brownies all the time.
I breathe in deeply and breathe out.
“What are you doing here?” I hissed slamming my locker door.
Harry put on a sly grin.
“To tell you something.” He said simply.
I looked away, focusing on the students walking around us cheering “Go Eagles! Go Go Go!”
The basketball game was about to begin and I had to record the game.
“Well…?” I asked angrily.
He leaned against my locker as I held onto my camcorder.
I flipped my blonde hair over my shoulder trying to show that I’m getting impatient.
That's why I hated him. He never got to the point. But, of course that's not the only reason.
“I like you,” he said.
My automatic reaction was… “Haha!” I laughed loudly. “Seriously, what did you wanna say?”
I hated him, and I hated his jokes. But this one was just hilarious.
My stomach flipped tons of times as I noticed that he wasn’t laughing.
His tan face was covered by a serious grin.
“Come on, I gotta go record the game!” I beamed.
He leaned in closer to me as I took a step back. My heart pounded faster once I noticed what he was about to do.
I put my index finger against his lips and he was two inches away from my face.
“No,” I demanded.
He opened his eyes and pulled my hand down.
My heart beat got harder and faster like drums in a hard rock concert.
I could barely breathe once he did it.
To tell you the truth, the kiss wasn’t half bad. Okay, it was amazing. Who could know that your enemy is the best kisser?!
I felt him push me against the locker as the kisses continued.
My lips felt the softness of his and I couldn’t stop loving it even more.
Once I got my brain to focus on the situation I pushed him away.
“What the hell was that?” I yelled.
The people around us stared at the situation.
Great. All we need is viewers.
“You kissed me,” he said.
“No; you kissed me.” I said loudly.
“But you kept on kissing.”
“So did you.” I walked away to the large gym.
The hallway felt like a safe place as I headed to the game. Why did he do that? Why did I do that?
I will never know.
But I liked it.
No, no I didn’t.
Yes, yes I did.
Oh for God’s sake!
The gym doors opened as some cheerleaders passed by me, causing me to fall down to the ground with a loud thump.
I realized that my favorite silver camcorder has left my hands.
I got on my knees and started to look for it once the blue skirted girls went away.
It wasn’t there.
My heart beated faster in panic.
I got up and scanned the perimeter. The blue and red hallways were empty. Everyone was at the game.
Not even Harry was there.
I whipped my hands on my jeans and ran around the long hallway.
Nope, it’s not there!
I ran back and opened the wooden doors. Right when I opened them I saw black. A huge bolt of pain ran from my face down to my toes as I fell down to the ground.
When I opened my eyes, I saw three basketball players siting by me, staring as if I were a cheerleader.
“Are you okay?” One of them asked.
Oh, it was Kyle. No, I didn’t lose my memory; it’s just that I barely know the basketball team players.
“I think so.” I replied trying to smile but it hurt.
Then I heard someone run closer to us. I couldn’t move my head from the pain, which I noticed that the basketball caused.
They saw though, who it was and said “Sorry Jess,” as they ran back to the game.
The swing doors closed.
“Are you okay?” Harry asked me.
When I saw his face I looked away. Not him again. He just kissed me.
“Yes,” I blurted out.
“You don’t look to good,” He assured me.
“Sure,” I said sarcastically.
I managed to open my eyes again to notice that he was serious.
He put his hand behind my head to lift it up a bit.
“Oh crap, you’ve got a black eye.” He said.
“Nu-uh, my eyes are blue!” I yelled.
He shook his head and picked me up.
“No! Let me go!” I rejected.
“No, I’ll take you to the nurse.” He carried me.
I truly didn’t know that he was that strong.
I felt every step he took as my head bounced.
He stared straight ahead taking little glances at me to see if I was okay.
“Why are you being so nice to me?” This time I asked nicely.
I could see that he was surprised by the way his jaw dropped. “Because, I like you,” he hesitated.
Hesitation is a sign of lying or uncertainty.
“Really…?” I asked.
“Yes, really.” He answered automatically after me. I guess he noticed that I noticed he was lying.
Maybe he wasn’t. I can’t read minds, sadly.
He took a left turn as we got closer to the nurse’s office.
“Truly, do you like me truly? Like from the bottom of your heart?” I knew that this was clearly a bad time to ask this but I wanted to know. No matter how much I hated him, I had to know.
He stopped walking and looked at me straight in the eyes.
My heart sped up as my stomach did its flipping dance.
“Yes, I truly, from the bottom of my heart, like you.” He admitted.
From out of nowhere a smile grew on my face. As much as I hated it, I couldn’t make it stop.
What the hell is wrong with me?
A smile appeared on his lips and took me into the nurse’s office.
It was fun to read, and the way he treated her, the romance , was just beautiful 
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