Hate To Love Her
A/N: Here's my latest HSM drabble-y ficlet. It's—wait for it—Troypay! Gasp! God, I detest Troypay, I do. I don't know how, but somehow I was inspired to write this. And once I get that little surge of inspiration I got to go with what I got….I hate myself for it (Lol), really I do, but what can I do? Enjoy! R&R! Thanks! –Mac
Disclaimer: I don't own HSM.
Hate To Love Her
I hate her.
She's shrill, conceited, selfish, self-involved, self-centered, whatever you want to call it. She's narcissistic, completely obsessed with her appearance. The makeup, the blonde hair—it's unnatural.
She's so goddamn annoying. Her voice gets in my head and it drives me crazy—right over the edge and onward. I want to scream, so I can try and drown her out.
She actually has the nerve to be mad at me when I don't become obsessive-compulsive-her. If I don't do absolutely everything in my power to give her what she wants, I get chewed out.
But somehow, even when she's the exact opposite of everything I thought I wanted, I still love her.
And somehow—somehow, I don't know how—I can look past all that.
Believe me, I don't even understand it.