A/N: Little oneshot I thought up when listening to Plain White T's. So this is inspired by their song "Hate, I Really Don't Like You".
Disclaimer: I don't own Nate or Caitlyn or anything/one else familiar from Camp Rock.
I loved her.
Caitlyn had been the most amazing girl ever. She was everything I wanted in one bundle. She was talented, beautiful, independent, loyal and so much more. She was everything any girl could be. When she was around I was in another world. It was like nothing could go wrong; nothing could bring me down. As long as I had her then everything was okay.
Then she dumped me.
She left me brokenhearted. It took me so long to pick up the pieces. It had been a long healing process. And I don't think I'll ever be as happy as I was the day I realized she didn't mean a thing to me anymore. I was finally over her.
All I had wanted was her love. All I got was heartache.
I don't hate her. I don't hate anyone. Hate's a very strong word. I just really, really, really don't like her. To be honest, I'm not even sure what I liked about her so much anymore.
She was talented. So much so that she took on a slightly arrogant edge. I excused that though, because she was my perfect Caity.
She was beautiful. Then she got swept up in the Hollywood scene and was overly concerned with her image. I excused that though, because she was new to the scene and I knew how it could be.
She was independent. Always to the point where she'd refuse my help when she needed it because she could do it on her own and just because she was a girl didn't mean she needed rescuing. I excused that though, because she never really was the damsel in distress type anyway.
She was loyal, to her friends and me. Until given the right offer and all her work on Mitchie's first album had been put on the back burner. I excused that too though, because she promised to come back and work extra hard with Mitchie as soon as she was done, even if she was making Mitchie, her best friend, put her own career on hold.
No more excuses.
I had this delusion that we had the perfect relationship. Anyone who told me otherwise was crazy. I loved her, so everything was supposed to be perfect. Plain and simple.
We had our moments, like every couple does, but I thought they were worth it because we were so happy the rest of the time. And I thought she thought that it was worth it, that I was worth it, too. My thoughts are a little different now though.
I had been crushed when she ended things, but I wasn't surprised. And now I'm thankful. Because I don't love her and I don't hate her. I just really, really, really don't like her.
A/N:I'll admit it wasn't the best or that great at all and may not be in sync with your thoughts of Caitlyn, but it wanted to be written so it was. I was going to make it longer, but it would have gotten repetitive in my tired state.