Summary
She hated his attitude. She hated that annoying smirk of his. She hated that she was the one girl with whom he never talked. She hated that he made her cry. She hated the way he talked. She hated the way he walked. She hated how talking about him even made her rhyme. But for the love of God, she couldn't bring herself to hate him, not even a little bit, not even at all...