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"I hate you so much! why are you even like this? ughh, I just can't stand you!" he yelled, it actually hurt me. for the first time, he was rude -as always- but I was hurt, It felt like a knife stabbed me in my heart. can it really be that I have feelings for this guy? idk? it's so weird. "well you, y-y-you smell way to nice for a dork like you!" oh, fuck. I sure messed this up. I didn't know what to do so I just took a plate and trew it towards him. it landed right at his feet, not hurting him, it broke into thousends of tiny pieces. I stood there shook, not realising what a mess I made. Jonah probably hates me now, for everything I did and said. I turned around and started to walk away, I sobbed and felt a tear fall on my sock -wich was from Harry Potter- I felt someone grab my wrist and turn me around. I faced Jonah. I looked up at his face and we were so close together. only a few inches seperated us now. I felt his warm breath on my skin. He came even closer as we already were. I looked deep in his eyes, he was staring at my lips. I don't know how, longingly? I glanced at his lips for a second. • sorry, I'm so rude. I'm Hanna Avery. I wrote this about 6 years ago and I now realize how bad the storyline is and how weirdly it's written down. I'm not going to put time nor effort in it to rewrite since it's just a bad concept in general.
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