A/N: Just a drabble that I thought of one day when I was bored.
Sonny:
She hates him.
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She can't stand him.
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She hateshis constant presence.
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She hates the fact that she can't outsmart him.
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She hates his constant teasing.
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She hates their regular fights
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And yet she can't seem to live without them.
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She can't spend a whole day without seeing him.
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She can't even think of him being gone.
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His touch brings her sparks.
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His voice makes her weak.
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His appearance makes her swoon - although she denies it -
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but she won't be like all those other girls.
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Because she hates him,
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but then yet again
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there is a thin line between hate and love,
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and she thinks that she's crossing it.
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Yep. She's crossed it.