Conor Maynard imagines

I hate

I hate the way his hair is always soft.i hate the way he uses my shampoo.i hate the way he calls me hot.

I hate the way he playfully winks at me. I hate the way the way he laughs.

I hate the way he's always complimenting my body in a teasing way and I hate the way he laughs at his own jokes.

I hate the fact that he's friends with all my friends.i hate the fact we always have to spend time together. But never alone

I hate how cocky he is.and I hate the way he brags about his sex life.

But I mostly hate the fact that I can't play with his hair.or kiss him when he calls me hot.

I hate the fact I can't tease him when he winks at me or complements my body, And I hate the fact I can't laugh with him.

I hate the fact I can't make fun of him when he laughs at himself. And I hate the fact we can't spend time alone.

I hate the fact that's it's not me he's talking about when he brags about the sex he's had the night before.

I hate the fact his girlfriend is so controlling. And I hate the fact she hates me

I hate the fact that I'm stuck in the friend zone.

I hate the fact I actually love him.

And I hate the fact that I can't be with him.

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A/n:sorry it's short, I just can't think of anything originally to write so please leave suggestions that I can write aboutttt

Thank guyssss ❤️