Notes: I'm planning on writing 10 Seifer/Olette stories. It's like LETTERS, only with a different pairing. They will all be short. Oh, and ignore the errors.
Warning: I don't think there are any.
Summary: I hate how I can't hate you, not even a little bit. I hate how I love you. Seifer/Olette
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Reminder: Please review!
Olette.
The sound of your name makes me feel funny inside, and not ha-ha funny either. The sound of your name makes me smile, which causes my friends to look at me funny. But I don't care what they think. Well, actually, I do, but I pretend I don't. It's a weird and hard process, but of course I can pull it off. I mean, I am me after all.
Olette.
I just smiled again. Not that you can tell, seeing as you aren't here. You're off somewhere with those losers you hang out with.
Sometimes when I'm by myself, I imagine what it would be like if you just showed up. So when I'm alone, I still try to act cool and tough so you won't see that I'm a loser too, just like your friends.
Olette.
I got shivers that time. God, I hate this. I wish I could hate you, but I can't. And I hate that. I hate how I can't hate you, not even a little bit. I hate how I love you.
There, I said it. I love you, Olette. But none of that matters, because you'll never know and I'll never tell you.
Because I'm too afraid of the silence that I know will follow.
You and me:
We could make the world jealous.
