Our Infinity

Nice. 

I absolutely loathed girls being nice to me or anyone for the matter.

Innocence, sincerity, kindness. I believed that they didn’t had that in this world anymore, but who knew my view on life, world or people would change just by a girl.

Just one simple girl. 

She didn’t do anything other then be nice to me but I did everything I had it in me to make her hate me. 

She didn’t though, I knew she couldn’t. Even if she tried she wouldn’t hate or be mean to anyone. She was just breathtakingly nice like that. 

and I hated it

I hated her for being nice. 

I hated her for making me feel things. 

And most of all I hated her because I knew she wasn’t faking it… like the one I knew before.

Hey wattpaders..

so this is my new story, I will upload chapter one soon, if I get good response :) thanks 

I hope you guys liked the intro :D 

untill next time....