But mostly I hate how I don't hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.
[Have you ever developed romantic feelings for someone who you didn't expect to?]
She wasn’t supposed to feel anything for him; at least not anything deeper than lust. He was supposed to be a fun weekend in Vegas, maybe something that would stretch into a weekend in Virginia. Toss in some online chatting, maybe phone sex and then it was supposed to just go away. Maybe they’d talk every now and then; stay friends but it was never, ever, ever supposed to turn into something with real feelings.
Now, instead of telling him the fun was over, she’s preparing her parents to meet him and she’s taking him to celebrate the most sacred holiday a Bama fan has. She hates it when he’s half way across the country and that’s most of the time. She hates how Skype just doesn’t do it for her-yes like that but also because she likes laying her head on his chest and tracing his tattoos with the tips of her fingers afterwards. She despises that she doesn’t want to go out and flirt with anyone else and the bow chica bow wow room is getting dusty. She can’t count the number of ways he’s ruined her Friday nights and how much he’s made Saturday nights downright depressing.
She can’t stand how much being in love with Derek Morgan sucks.
And at the same time, she doesn’t want him to go away. Maybe ever
She wasn’t supposed to feel anything for him; at least not anything deeper than lust. He was supposed to be a fun weekend in Vegas, maybe something that would stretch into a weekend in Virginia. Toss in some online chatting, maybe phone sex and then it was supposed to just go away. Maybe they’d talk every now and then; stay friends but it was never, ever, ever supposed to turn into something with real feelings.
Now, instead of telling him the fun was over, she’s preparing her parents to meet him and she’s taking him to celebrate the most sacred holiday a Bama fan has. She hates it when he’s half way across the country and that’s most of the time. She hates how Skype just doesn’t do it for her-yes like that but also because she likes laying her head on his chest and tracing his tattoos with the tips of her fingers afterwards. She despises that she doesn’t want to go out and flirt with anyone else and the bow chica bow wow room is getting dusty. She can’t count the number of ways he’s ruined her Friday nights and how much he’s made Saturday nights downright depressing.
She can’t stand how much being in love with Derek Morgan sucks.
And at the same time, she doesn’t want him to go away. Maybe ever