The Girl I Loved To Hate 1: Romance, #1.5

By Olivia Queen

Everyone wonder what there life will be in ten years, but not Ethan he get to see it.

 

He wakes up one day to find himself ten years older, a billionaire CEO, and married to his childhood nemesis, Nina the girl he hates the most in the world.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Olivia Queen
• Release date: Jan 29, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224048366

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The girl I loved to hate..

Chapter 1

Ethan

I smiled my evil smile as I peeked around the corner, water balloon in my hand. Any minute now, she would be walking down this hallway, and she’d be the perfect target.

The only target I look for.

Nina Anderson.

Nina and I have been in this war ever since we’ve been in kindergarten. I prank her and she prank me back, I say a word she say five.

I lived for moments like these – catching Little Miss Perfect off guard and wiping the smug look off her face. And she was so easy to fluster, and her reactions were priceless.

Soon, I heard her prim footsteps approaching. I got ready to strike. Just as she passed by, I launched the balloon, hitting her square in the back.

Perfect.

Gotcha! I growled proudly as she shrieked. I doubled over laughing at her outraged, dripping wet look. Her face turned beet red.

You are such a jerk! she spat. When will you grow up and stop tormenting me for your sick amusement?

I smirked, unaffected by her angry comments. Aw, but your reactions are so worth it. Don’t be such a stick in the mud.

She glared at me, eyes flashing. One day, you’ll regret messing with me. Just wait. I’ll get the last laugh, you’ll see! With that, she stomped off.

I chuckled as she stormed off. I lived to get under her skin, and I loved that I could fluster Little Miss anoying so easily.

I just loved hating her.

Sure, my pranks were juvenile, but her reactions made it all worth it.

Leaning casually against the lockers, I replayed the look of outrage on her dripping face and laughed again. Nina was just too much fun to provoke.

Still, maybe I was pushing her too far lately...

Ever since she got a boyfriend, she stopped talking and pranking me back. Like I wasn’t there.

When I say a word, she says none, and the only way I get a reaction or words from her is after a prank.

Ever since we were kids, we would prank each other, fight, annoy each other, and compete against each other in everything.

She was the one that started this war, and now, just because she got a boyfriend, she wants to end this and live her last teenage year at high school happily with her ugly boyfriend.

Not in my book, I will fight you for the rest of my life, Nina Anderson.

I don’t see what she even see in him, he was one of those big guys who only know how to play football and not the good kind of football, but for girls he’s hot and older as he’s a first year college student.

Later that evening, I headed to Mike’s party. The party was already in full swing when I arrived. I grabbed a beer and started taking shots with the guys sense there was nothing elsefor me to do. The alcohol hit me hard and fast.

After a while, everything became a blur. I stumbled around in a drunken haze, laughing uproariously at stuff that wasn’t even funny. Things got wild and out of control.

At some point, I passed out on the couch, and I was absolutely wasted. The last thing I remembered was Mike shouting, Dude, take it easy! Before I blacked out.

Chapter 2

Ethan

I slowly opened my eyes, my head throbbing.

Why did I drank that much?

And where the hell was I?

This definitely wasn’t my bedroom. The bed sheets were silky as butter the ceiling was higher than I’m used to see, as I was looking around the expansive room I looked to my left and jumped in surprise. There was a woman sleeping next to me.

Oh,fuck!

Oh,fuck!

How drunk was I to sleep with someone for the very first time and don’t even remember it.

I tried to look at her to see if I could remember her. She had long dark brown hair that’s the only thing I could see, as she was sleeping soundly beside me. As she rolled over, my heart nearly stopped.

Nina Anderson

I slept with Nina Anderson, I must have had something stronger than alcohol to sleep with her.

Just then, she said, Good morning!

Nina Anderson, we have been bitter rivals. We competed over everything – academics, extracurriculars, and social status.

She was now sitting up in bed, yawning. She smiled when she saw me.

Honey. Did you sleep, okay?

Honey? Now I was really confused. I stammered, Uh, yeah... I guess.

So what happened wasn’t just a drinking mistake to her? She liked it. She even look like she wanted it.

She tilted her head, looking concerned. Is everything alright? You seem a little off this morning.

Wait!!

She looked older, something not right here.

She looked the same but older, her long brown hair is the same her brown eyes that only look at me with anger now is looking at me with such warmth..

Focus Ethan, Why does she look older?

What the fuck is going on?

Why was an older version of Nina sleeping in a bed with me now?

Wait. Is this her older sister or something?

I glanced around wildly and saw framed photos on the nightstand. Nina and I – looking older – on a wedding day, our wedding day smiling and embracing.

No no no.

This is not right something is very wrong here.

What twisted nightmare was this? Nina despised me, and I her! But according to the photo, we were...married?

Me married to the devil. That can not possibly be.

Sorry, I’m just feeling a bit out of sorts, I muttered. I had to get to the bottom of this.Um... sweetheart? I ventured, the pet name feeling foreign on my tongue. I almost vomit. What day is it?

She laughed. A happy laugh usually she always give me the worst kind of laughs. Very funny. Is this your way of saying you forgot our anniversary?

Anniversary? How was that possible? I closed my eyes as I tried to think back to my life before today, but everything was blank.

I remember Mike party, nothing about how I suddenly got old and married to her from all people.

I’m sorry, I think I need some coffee to wake up, I mumbled.

Of course, darling, she said, climbing out of bed. I’ll go start breakfast while you get ready. She planted a quick kiss on my cheek before sauntering out of the room.

I got red all of sudden touching where she kissed me, I have never been kissed on the cheek before. Just by my mother.

I had kissed girls before at parties but they never kissed me on my cheek.

So, she can be sweet, I never knew that.

Focus Ethan.. I slapped my face.

Just then, a magazine next to the photo made me gasp – it was a business publication with a headline about me being a young billionaire tech CEO. The date on it was years ahead of yesterday. Somehow, I had jumped forward overnight.

So I’m not 18-year-old but 28-year-old.

I stumbled to the bathroom, head spinning. Splashing cold water on my face, I stared desperately into the mirror. The face staring back at me had to be at least 10 years older than the 18-year-old I knew myself to be.

Unlike Nina I changed a lot...

I stared down at my chiseled abs and muscular arms in confusion. This couldn’t be real.

When did I get this strong body??

I hated going to the Gym.

And how had spiteful, vindictive Nina and I ended up married? And when did the scrawny teen I remember become this muscle-bound billionaire CEO? None of it made any sense.

Did my staying up all night working on my math and codes pay off?

I screamed to wake myself up, but nothing happened, still looking at the old hot dude in the mirror.

I took a deep breath to steady myself. Clearly, I needed to figure out what was going on. Mybey, I lost my memory or mybey I time traveled.

Those were my only options.

I need to visit a doctor, find away to run from her, and go to the doctor.

I walked out of the giant bathroom and found Nina in the kitchen, humming as she mixed pancake batter.

She looked so peaceful, unlike the one I remember always on the edge which might be my fault.

Good morning again, hon, she said brightly. I’m making your favorite blueberry pancakes!

Again, with the hon. What are we fifty?

I forced a smile, still unsettled by her affection. Sounds great.

None of this made any sense. The Nina I knew was cunning, rude, and self-absorbed. But the woman who kissed me so tenderly didn’t seem anything like the girl I remembered. Could people really change that much?

I slowly sipped the coffee Nina handed me.

How did I get there?

My thoughts were interrupted as Nina placed a plate of pancakes in front of me. Enjoy, hon, she said cheerfully.

Did I really like it when she called me that?because I really don’t like it now.

As I took a bite I was surprised at how delicious they were. I was genuinely impressed.

After breakfast, I excused myself and went into the home office that I found after opening almost all the door, so I can figure out away to leave for the doctor.

My head was spinning with questions, but I knew I had to play it cool until I figured out what was going on.

Chapter 3

Ethan

I made an excuse to Nina about needing to go into the office to catch up on work. In reality, I looked up for my doctor number and made an appointment.

Of course, a rich dude like me has to have his own doctor.

At the doctor’s office, I told him that I needed a full check-up, to check every part that a doctor could check.

The doctor looked at me strangely but proceeded to do a full exam.

The doctor conducted a very thorough exam, checking my reflexes, heart, lungs, vision, hearing, etc. He took blood samples and did a brain scan.

After two hours and 23 minutes, the tests are complete all the tests. I guess if you’re rich enough it can be fast like this.

The doctor said, Well, Mr. McKay, I can’t find any medical issue that you might have. As far as I can tell, you are a perfectly healthy man, and just like you ask, nothing changed in your brain from your last month tests and this month .

I sighed in frustration. How can that be possible something is not right.

As I left the doctor office, I realized I had been desperately clinging to the hope that a physical cause would be found. Because the alternative was too impossible to fathom – that I had somehow traveled through time.

I aimlessly wandered the city streets trying to process this. There was no logical reason why I would I wake up 10 years older, married to my former high school rival. Yet all evidence pointed to the mind-boggling conclusion that I had jumped forward in time.

Mybey something happened in Mike party that made me travel time somehow, but I was too drunk to remember.

The city looked the same not big changing happened the technology