We hated eachother.. and that’s what makes it fun..

Every day since day she started college, we were at each other’s throats. I was 3 years older.. but so what. It was like she was a drug to me.. I couldn’t help myself, the bickering.. the teasing.. the arguing.. god those heated arguments..

The day she moved across the street to me was the day things got more.. interesting.. I became best mates with her older brother just to be around her more to tease her, and it worked like a charm.

Those tiny little brushes of hands under the table by accident and the times where her backside brushed against my front.. such a little tease she was..

I was at her house one night, hanging out with her brother before he got a call from his girlfriend, and of course he leaves me to go see his girlfriend. Now it was just me and her in the house alone..