The result of a friend on deviantART, to many Eminem songs, and Total Drama Island. Enjoy!
"You make me crazy you evil little chica. "I tell her, a sly grin on my face.
"You were already that way, I didn t effect you at all." She replies moving in closer.
"That is where you are wrong, before you, I was crazy with power, now I'm crazy in love."
"Then prove it."She moves even closer and we kiss, not just a small gentile one, but a hard, passionate, and angry one.
It always ends like this, we fight, we both lose our minds and punches are thrown. I can't control it and neither can she, but she stays with me and that in itself is amazing. When people first meet her, they say that she's the sweetest thing they have ever seen, until they get to know her. Once you spend some time with her, you realize that inside, she could be the devil herself, and I myself have seen this side of her far more than anyone else, she has also seen my worst side, and we stick still stick together.
All the other girls that I have meet act sweet and innocent, when deep down, they're anything but, at least Heather has the decency to show her true side and doesn't cover it up, that's one thing I love about her. Don't tell her that, she'll use it against me if she found out how I felt.
We're always at each others throats, but then the next moment we're making-out, is this lust or is it love? I have a feeling it's love, but you can never be to sure. Maybe she likes being treated this way, maybe that's why she hasn't left me. Either way, I'm glad to have her with me, no matter the reason. If she were to leave me, I would break, there would be no other reason to go on.
She's the pineapple to my coconut, the brains to my brawn, to put it simply, she's the Heather to my Alejandro. She keeps me together, she supports me, and I'm sure I mean just as much to her, no matter how much she might deny it, no matter how much she may try to resist it, her and I both know it s true.
I know she gets angry at me, but I do it on purpose, she's so beautiful when she s angry, and the more she puts me through, the more I want her. Every hit, every bite, every scratch only makes her better in my eyes.
"I hate you Alejandro." She whispers, snuggling more into me.
"I love you too Heather."