Ghost didn't know how he came to this conclusion. You made his blood boil, you made him want to pin you against the wall and shut that yapper with a kiss, to scream at you. But he couldn't.

You make him feel emotions that he hasn't felt in a long time. Emotions he has sworn he'd never feel again and it made him so mad.

It's something about your innocence and those big eyes of yours that made him fly to you like a moth. How you're so different from him, how you see the good in bad and look at all situations wearing heart shaped sunglasses everyday. And you wanted to know why he hated you so much.

That is why now you were Infront of him, glaring at him. He loved that glare on you. It made him feel great to be the one that made you tick off. "Is this just a game to you? Reruns every night, it's always the same fight." you scoff. He brings you closer to him by grabbing your waist "I think you should know.." he growled and grabbed your neck bringing your face closer, cutting off your air for 5 seconds before loosening his grip "I hate your touch, I hate your mouth I can't stand every single word that falls out" he growled, getting closer you could feel his breath on your face. But you're all that I've been dreaming of. "I hate your voice, I hate your lips" he continued. I hate how bad I wanna steal your kiss.

He let go, pushing you away and put his hands in his pockets and scoffed "This is not a fairytale, sunshine. Wake up. I'm not your knight in armour, go find someone else to play princess with you" he said and walked away.