Hate That I Love You

Their enemies. They hate each other. They can't stand when the other gets happiness. So what happens when Kasey meets the 'love' of her life? Justin is given a mission. He has to break Kasey and her boyfriend up. But when the unthinkable happens, Justin falling in love with her, he can't even deny anything to anyone. Will he admit it to the girl he hates most? Or will he stay silent and try to get his feelings for her to decay? Justin never wanted this-
but now he's stuck with the feeling knowing that Kasey might not feel the same. Justin knows he hates that he loves her.... But a part of him doesn't feel that way.
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16. Chapter 15

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No One's P.O.V

1 Month Later

"Babe?"  Justin shouts from downstairs, eyeing the dining room for her.

"Yeah?" Kasey calls back, hurrying down and entering the living room where he sat on the couch, on his phone.

"There you are," He says with a smile pulling her onto his lap, before pecking her cheek.

"Yes, now what do you need?" She question, cuddling into him.

"Nothing, just wanted you here with me." He nuzzles his head into her neck making Kasey grin widely.

Its been a month since Justin's 'Amnesia' accident and everything has been going smooth between Kasey and him, obviously, because their dating. They found that they liked each other enough to start to get serious.

"Awh, your so cute." Kasey squeals, poking his nose which a second later he scrunched up and glared at her playfully.

"You know how I feel about you saying that." He says.

"Im sexy, with  a capital S." He finishes, smirking.

"Fine, your both, then." She smiles, then sighing out.

"I'll take that." Justin said, wrapping his arms around her securely. 

He hears a slight yawn from Kasey and smiles.

"C'mon Kase, I'll bring you to bed." He grabs her hand and leads her upstairs and into her bedroom.

Pulling down the covers and positioning the pillows, Justin motions for Kasey to lie down, which she did and he then pulled the blankets over her body. He closed the curtains before setting himself in the bed also.

He pulled his hands around her waist before pecking her lips.

Justin thought about all that has happened between them, like the day they first met.


"Aye, shawty! Hold up!" 13 year old Justin ran after Kasey, huffing and puffing along the way. She turned around with a puzzled look on her face as she stared at the boy with flip style hair.

"Your feet must be tired, because you've been running through my mind all day." He recited the line from Fresh Prince Of Bel-Air with a smirk as he stared her up and down.

"Excuse me?" A wide eyed Kasey asks, hands on her hips.

"You are excused babe," He winked at her before licking his lips.

"Well, I was wondering if you'd be my date to the dance since every guy needs a good piece of eye candy to bring, make all the other guys jealous you know. And since I saw you walking just a moment ago, all I've got to say is... Damn..." The same smirk played on his lips.

"Wow... I don't know what to say..." She said, looking straight into his eyes.

She took a step towards him and Justin couldn't happen but get excited.

She approached his side and moved so her mouth was infront of his ear.

"Never in a million years." Kasey then stalked off, shaking her head.

He was totally cute in her mind. But never would she admit that.

Like she said: 'Never in a million years.'


And the day he talked to her a few years later.


"The hell?" Kasey mutters as she looks up to see the person. Her fists immediately tighten. 

"Watch where your going." Justin hisses, shoving her back a bit so she was far away from him. Kasey stumbles but regains her balance, growling.

"I could say the same for you." She sneers, She could feel anger build up inside of her.  Kasey shoves past him but he grabs her wrist. This is pretty normal for their encounters. Its a daily thing.

"Get your big ass hands away from me." Kasey says, my mouth goes into a straight line. He tightens his grip.

"Awh am I hurting you, Kasey Wasey?" He says in a baby voice. She scoffs.

"Justin stop. You actually are. Get off of me."She says, wincing in pain. He automatically lets go and backs away. Kasey looks at her wrist to see a large black and purple line. She gasps.

"What did you do? Justin I know your a douche and all but you never do this to people. Let alone girls. That's low." She shakes her head and scrunches her nose up in disgust and walks away to class. She decided to stay silent and not tell anyone except Michelle.


Justin sighs and peers over at her wrist which had not even a scratch on it. He closed his eyes and another memory popped into his mind.


"Where are we going?" Justin asks Kasey as she drove in a unfamiliar part of town.

"Relax. I'm thought I should bring you somewhere since you got released from you know, the hospital." Kasey spoke as she glanced at Justin for a second before returning her gaze back on the road.

"Really? Wow.." He trailed off, surprised. This wasn't like her at all. Everyone has known her as the lazy Kasey the I-dont-care-and-wont-get-up-to-help-you one. This was odd.

"Yep." She pops the 'p'.

Soon the car stops.

"C'mon, I have something to show you." She winks as she gets out of the car, slamming the car door shut behind her. Justin had no idea what to expect.

So he smiled and exited the car, following Kasey to their destination.


Justin awoke to a bright light and an empty space beside him. He yawned before sitting up, stretching out his arms. He  looked around the room before standing up and noticing a note tapped on the lamp. Only Kasey would do that. He thought with a grin as he picked it up.


Good morning babe!

I hope you slept well! I headed to school and told you teachers you weren't feeling well and that maybe you'd come later.  See you later, Justin ;)


Justin smiled before running hand through his hair and jogging down the stairs.

He waltzed his way to the fridge, pulling out a jug of milk before pouring himself a glass. He quickly drank it before heading out the door.


A Half An Hour Later

Kasey's Point Of View

I sat at the Cafeteria's table and ate something that I had no idea what it was.

I was to lazy to go out and get food for myself so here I was , eating crappy food.

"Can I sit with you?"  A soft voice spoke and I peered over my shoulder and almost choked when I saw who it was.

"M-Michelle?" I said, my eyes widened.

She laughs before motioning towards the table.

"So can I?" Her eyebrows are raised.

"Uh.. Yeah... Yeah! Of course." I splutter, confused.

She sits beside me.

"So, how has everything been?" She asks, casually.

I squint at her.

The girl who was once my best friend.

Who ruined our friendship.


Well, that was me but... Whatever...

"Good.. Good.. You?" I reply, eying her.

"Great... I guess." She sighs.

"I know were not friends.. Anymore but I know when something ia bothering you.. I bet something is." I say.

She forces a smile.

"It doesn't matter, okay?" She stands up.

"Well, I've got to go... See you later, Kasey." She leaves before I have a chance to say anything.

Well, that was weird.

I shake my head before looking at my phone.

Suddenly, I feel arms wrap around me.

"Hey babe." Justin whispers in my ear and I smile, looking at him.

"Hey. Did you sleep well?" He chuckles at my words. "Who are you, my mother?" He laughs again.

I roll my eyes and he sits beside me. "I was just trying to be caring, gosh." I say playfully.

He pecks my cheek. "And I appreciate it." Justin says softly. I grin.

"Thanks."  Soon, the bell rings,

"C'mon, lets go." He grabs my hand and we go off to class.


Author's Note: Hey guys! I am so sorry for not updating for... A long while. So to make up for it, I tried to make a long chapter! It basically reviewed over Jasey's hate/love relationship. And they're together! Woo! Can I get a hell yeah? No? Well, okay then...

So I have been trying to get more likes and comments so can we try to get a hundred likes? That would be amazing!!

Make sure you comment! 6+ maybe?


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