Post by kiwii ღ on Jul 4, 2012 2:40:46 GMT -5
| [atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,335,true][atrb=style, background: transparent,btable][STYLE=width: 300px; border-bottom: solid 5px #4B2954; margin-top: 50px;] [/style][STYLE=font-style: italic; font-size: 40px; font-family: georgia; margin-top: -41px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-transform: lowercase; color: #1B1F1C; text-indent: 3px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 1px #000000;]I'M IN LOVE WITH,[/style][STYLE=background: url(http://i417.photobucket.com/albums/pp256/doggydude24/Noda%20icons/nodaa-1-1.jpg); width: 100px; height: 100px; -webkit-border-radius: 100px; -moz-border-radius: 100px; border-radius: 100px; border: solid 5px #4B2954; position: relative; float: right; margin-top: -60px; margin-right: -40px] [/style][STYLE=font: normal 11px courier; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: justify; line-height: 90%; width: 261px; color: #1B1F1C; margin-top: -5px;]THE GIRL I HATE. SHE ENJOYS POINTING OUT EVERY BAD THING ABOUT ME. I'M IN LOVE WITH A CRITIC AND A SKEPTIC AND A TRAITOR. I'D TRADE HER IN A SECOND. [/style] |
| [STYLE=font: normal 10px arial; text-align: justify; border-right: solid 5px #4B2954; padding: 10px; margin-top: -20px; color: #261E28; border-top: 1px #6F5177 dotted;]He figured it was her smile that was possibly one of the best things about her, with the worst part being that she didn't smile enough. Well, at least, not to him. One of his bigger flaws, because of that, was that he never gave her any reason enough to smile around him. It was so sad to think that he'd been so oblivious to it all along, but that was because he was supposed to hate her. No, they were supposed to hate each other! He was supposed to forever cherish those moments when she fell on her face and wallowed in despair, and she was supposed to always adore those times where he would do the same! It was supposed to always be just that simple - not anything as complicated as this! And what was "this"? "This" was something sick and disgusting and pointless. "This" was something Naoto had never wanted a part of but had somehow gotten infinitely lost inside only recently. "This" would be the very end of him someday, because "this" was not mutual in his relationship with Kaito Hinata. "This" was love. And he wanted nothing more than to fall out of "this" rather than fall further into it with every step she ever took in his direction. But that stupid smile that she'd been giving him on that one stupid night... It was all he ever thought about anymore. It clouded his brain with a whole bunch of ideas and pondering thoughts regarding when, where and how he'd be able to make her smile at him again, if only just one more time. However, he was sure that that wouldn't be the end of his craving; after one measly smile was flashed in his direction, he'd be itching to see more - then more and more. When would this stupid phase end? Because that's all it was, right? This whole unbearable desire to see happiness light up the girl's face again - this whole 'love' business - it was only temporary, wasn't it? Oh, he could only really hope. Regardless, he kept telling himself that in the apparently little time he had to satisfy this 'craving', he would be a reason for that dumb smile to come across her dumb face and replace that dumb scowl, whether anybody suspected it or not. [/style] |
