i hate love you - a short story

short story because I'm bored. No stealing, please :sob:

A little context: this is a story about a guy called Paul Ashton who lives a depressed life until he meets his new coworker, Catherine Parker, whom he immediately falls in love with, but since he grew up not believing that love is real, he forces himself to hate her. which ends in failure.

i hate love you 

I hate Catherine Parker. I hate her smile. I hate how ugly she looks when she looks at me. I hate her loud, irritating voice. I hate how kind and helpful she is. I hate her so much. I didn't just hate Catherine; I hated everyone and everything. I was a lonely guy with no friends, no family, and no reason to be happy. Maybe that's why I hated everyone.

As I woke up and got ready for work, I wondered what misfortune would follow me today. I walked to the bus stop and waited for the 9 o'clock bus to arrive.

"Paul Ashton, is that you?" the irritating voice of Catherine Parker. She looked into my eyes while smiling, and suddenly my eyes glowed as I looked at her. but I hate Catherine Parker. but she's so beautiful. but I hate her. but she's so nice. "Do you live around here?"

"Yes, I live in the apartment down the street. What about you, Parker?" I turn away, looking straight out into the road in front.

"There's no need to be so formal, Paul." She giggles, elbowing me. "I actually moved into that apartment last week. Maybe we should hang out one day."

I tried my best not to react, but I couldn't help but smile. "Oh my, did I make Paul Ashton smile? Actually, Paul, i-" she looked at me, but her smile disappeared. "Will you go out with me?"

I turned to her with a surprised look on my face. I didn't know how to react, so I just looked at my watch to see that it was 9 o'clock.

"The bus should be here any second now," I said as I looked to see the bus pulling into the stop. Catherine looked down and rushed to get in the bus, and even when we got off, she said nothing.

"You look even more miserable than usual, Ashton." Lancey snickered as he walked past. I looked at him with bloodshot eyes. "Woah, are you okay? your eyes-"

"Catherine asked me out," I said as I saw his eyes widen, "and I didn't say anything."

"listen ashton. You like her, and she likes you... a lot. You're the only guy she actually talks to; you know how many times she has run away from me to talk to you. She is crazy about you. so go out with her." I smiled at him and nodded. I waited hours until work was over so I could talk to Catherine again, and as soon as work finished, I ran out to the spot where I first talked to Catherine, waiting for her to walk past, which she did.

"Catherine!" I called out as I ran up to her.

"I'm so sorry, Paul. That was so wrong of me to ask you that out of nowhere." Her eyes glimmered as tears rolled down her face. I wiped her tears and said,

"yes."

"what?" She looked up at me, confused. "Yes to what?"

"Yes to your question. I will go out with you!" I smiled before pulling her in for a kiss.

Sorry if this is a little rushed; it's my first ever short story. I hope you like it!