Mated With My Hater

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  • Published: 28 Nov 2012
  • Updated: 21 Oct 2013
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Lanna Môn Claire used to be a normal girl, she got excellent grades, did everything she was told and had a unique future. She was also the girl that had no real friends, someone who she could talk to. She was an outsider. That was until one day a new student enrolled at the school. He gave her tingles every time he passed her and made her blush whenever he looked at her. He was popular. The problem is he hates her because she was an outsider, unpopular and lacked beauty. She is his mate yet he denies the fact that he is falling in love with her. Lanna won’t survive in his world because he is a vampire and she has yet to figure that out when the time is right. He is Liam Payne, the heir to the throne and time is running out. ©2012|SAISXO.


3. Chapter 3 ✓


Chapter 3

[edited 18/7/15]

I went down to the deepest part of the library where all the oldest books from decades ago were kept as references only. The tall dusty shelves with the ancient books, though it contained priceless information and were never touched by anyone expect me, were situated right at the back of the library and decided it was the best place to douse myself in shame. I kept myself hidden behind the large bookshelf and sat down slowly onto the red carpet of the huge library, throwing my things down onto the floor. My heart was beating frantically and the temperature of my face was on a complete new level, my face was probably glowing a bright red but I’m glad that no one was with or near me to witness my meltdown. 

Honestly, what is wrong with me today? I attempted to clear my mind and calm down but it was no use because his face was persistent and continued to pop up in my head. Mr Payne, as rude as he was his name just set off butterflies in my stomach. As much as I really, really want to deny it I just can’t, his abnormally silky looking brown hair was swept up in style and his eyes, those sparkling brown eyes has got me spellbound, his face so beautifully sculptured. Every part of him was just perfect.

Then again why would a guy like him want to spend his precious time with a stupid, ugly loser like me. Whilst I was spending the time dwelling inside my head for a while I failed to notice someone looming above me and calling my name. I looked up after several minutes to see a girl with straight bronde hair, familiar brown eyes and a beautiful well defined face, she looked no older than me maybe a year younger I bet. She tilted her head and looked at me funny and then spoke.

"Hello" she said cheerfully, which made my surroundings and mood surprisingly brighter. I don’t know what it is about her but she seemed to emit a ray of happiness just standing there with her cheerful attitude and it worked because I felt a little better.

"Uh... Hi" I simply said and looked up at her confused. I was confused at the idea of someone who looked like she walked out from a vogue magazine was speaking to a lowlife like me. The amount of times I, the person who gets belittled, have been belittling myself is crazy but it’s true. All the things that both people and I say about myself is true, I’m not exactly special maybe to my mum but that’s as far as my existence goes. Maybe she’s come to talk to me as some kind of dare, I quickly scanned the shelves in front of me and behind of me from top to bottom to look for any hidden cameras and students. When I failed to find any I looked back at her. 

"What are you doing on the floor?" she questioned with intrigue and I suddenly found myself flushing bright pink in the face yet again, when I realized that I was still on the floor while I spoke to her. That is if you call changing facial expressions and motions as speaking to her because I haven’t said anything to her since that awkward ‘Hi’.

"Oh, well... Where do I start... Um... I was looking for a pen. That’s it" I stumbled in between words trying to figure out what to say before coming up with a decent answer maybe not believable but decent nonetheless. I hope she believes it because I really can’t be bothered with talking to another human being, I do better and act less awkward when I’m on my own. I heard her giggle and looked at her stunned to see her covering her mouth and laughing, at me I assume. Once she noticed I was staring she immediately stopped giggling.

"I'm Nicolette. Nicolette Payne" she said as she introduced herself, that explained why those beautiful eyes were so familiar because they also belonged to another person, the guy from my class, whose first name I don't even know. I don’t think I really want to know or that I even care. He is a jerk and that’s all I need to know about him but I needed to make sure that he was her brother so that I don’t fall into further trouble with the Payne’s.

"Nice to meet you Nicolette, my name is Lanna Mon Claire. You wouldn’t by any chance have a brother?" I asked curiously, this time I stood up to make sure I heard clearly my ears all perked up and my eyes wide open to process the words that fall out of her mouth.

"Yes, the one and only Li-" Nicolette was cut short, when someone began to frantically call out her name. The husky voice seemed scarily demanding and it made me shiver right down to my spine and up to my neck.

"Nicolette, Nikki? There you are!" I heard the familiar deep husky voice from somewhere close in the library and it became louder the closer it got. I moved forward to get past Nicolette and peered out from behind the bookshelf and the last person I thought I'd ever want to see, smell or hear was coming this way. This was not good, not good at all.

"What do you want Liam?" Nicolette frowned as she turned to face her brother once he was close enough to see her in sight but not me thankfully but somehow he could sense that there was someone else with her. He could sense me and that terrified me. His face slowly appeared from the edge of the bookshelf in front of me and his face crumpled up in repugnance the second his eyes met mine my face. Charming.

"What are you doing with her?" he asked Nicolette through gritted teeth while his eyes still glaring at me almost burning hole in between my eyes. I had enough of this, maybe finally  might be able to stand up on my own two feet. Stop being a nobody and having people push me around all the time. Maybe I wasn’t born with the pretty genes or whatever but that does not mean that I’m not beautiful in my own way. Sure I’m still searching for the special thing that makes me beautiful but I know that someone else will find it for me and make me feel good about myself. I just needed that last push from him. 

"LIAM! Why are you being so-" I cut her off because he needed to hear it from me. I don’t need anyone to help fight my battle, I need to be strong enough to say my piece.

"I will never ever be degraded by a single person again from this school. I won’t have anyone push me down and scraped under anyone’s shoes like I’m not important. You don’t even know me and immediately you have decided that you don’t like me" I ignored his facial expressions or the fact that everyone in the library was now staring at me. Taking in a deep breath I wanted to say one final thing. 

"Before making decisions that don’t make any sense please do go through the facts before making up your mind. You complete and utter jerk!” I shouted out. I took a deep breath in and stood shaking but so pleased with myself for actually sticking up for - Well me. He looked at me furiously and grabbed Nicolette's hand.

"Come on Nikki, we're leaving" he averted his furious stare from me and looked towards the direction of the exit pulling Nicolette as he stomped off. 

"I'm sorry Lanna. It was really, really nice meeting you" she shouted back happily waving back with her free hand and with that they disappeared out the library. He is definitely one toxic person who I should definitely make sure that I stay away from but for some weird reason I have a have a feeling we'll both encounter each other soon again. Very soon.

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