Description
Frenemies? Is that what you would call it? Children of childhood besties. Childhood besties whose children happen to be enemies? Enemies who happen to know each other too well? I have no idea how to say it. All in all, She hates him. And He hates her. ..Well that was what everyone said, And that's what they both believed But. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- She shuffled in her bed- a few strands of hair covered her face. I reached out and slid the strands of her hair away from her face. My eyes couldn't be taken off her. -I blame the company that created superglue. And so, I looked at her closed eyes. Then her soft lips. I forced my eyes to rip away from the gaze it gave her and shook my head vigorously. What was I thinking? She hates me. And I hate her. So why is she making me think like this? I was confused. Highly Confused. ... First Story, New writer, I still don't understand wattpad fully. Need lots of love :) ♡ ...
plot
