Love/Hate

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Meriah's POV:

I couldn't believe what was happening. I was kissing Henry Park, the boy who've ive denied loving since as long as I could remember and he loved me back. I was right about myself. I hated him because I denied my true feelings for him which is probably why he hated me. I couldn't believe he had completely changed how he felt about me. Never in my life would I thought this would be happening. I kissed him for a while and stopped.

"What?" he said confused.

"What do you think?" I said with a small smile.

"I wasn't sure." he smirked causing my heart to race. I always died when he did that.

"Well are you sure now?"

"I think so." I was about to kiss him again but he stopped me. "Meriah..."

I looked at straight in the eyes.

"I don't deserve you."

"What?"

"Look at the way I treated you. I've hurt you a lot and I made you cry-"

"Henry stop."

"No Meriah, I'm fucking terrible."

"Henry it's okay now. You've apologized  enough. That was before when I was annoying and a bitch." I laughed a little. "You're not terrible."

"I promise I'll never hurt you again. I'll hurt anyone that hurts you including my friends."

I kissed him again to shut him up. Yes he had hurt me, but I forgave him and he knew it. I reached for his hands. He moved his hands to around my waist and pushed me against to car. He started to remove my cardigan off when the car's alarm went off scaring the shit out of us both. We instantly broke apart and laughed.

"Shit, stay here!" I watched him run into his house to get the keys. He came back out clicking the button from the porch. He shoved the keys in his pocket and came back to me.

"Where were we?"

"I think here." I said pulling him back into a kiss with goosebumps all over me. He noticed me starting to shiver.

"Are you cold?" he stopped. "A little i'm fine."

"Come inside." he grabbed my hands.

"Henry it's almost eleven and there's school tomorrow."

"I don't care and neither will my family they're all asleep I know you wanna come in." He smirked.

The things this boy did to me.

"I guess you know me well." I said with butterflies in my stomach. "Well if you didn't wanna come in i'd follow you home." he smiled as we went inside. His house was quiet and we went upstairs as quietly as we possibly could.