Dare You to Hate Me (Lindon U, #1)

by B. Celeste

“I dare you to hate me, Ivy. Because we both know you don’t. You couldn’t even if you tried.” Because he gave me time.

things happen for a reason.

there’s no such thing as coincidences in life.

“Who says I’m loyal to you, Aiden Griffith?” The slowest, most calculated smile forms on his face, making an eerie feeling creep into my chest and wrap around the beating organ that drums in my ribcage. “Baby, I don’t think you’ve ever stopped.”

“Life is about learning,” she always told us. “Even if it means messing up and making mistakes in order to figure things out.”

“Let me be a reason to smile,” he whispers so quietly it’s almost drowned out with the pitter-patter of rain around us.

I never thought twice about working my ass off to get what I wanted until now because there was only ever me. Now I have someone else to think about again.

You can’t let people who mean nothing to you get inside your head because none of them matter. Ivy does. She always has.

You were always mine, Chaos. Five years doesn’t change the fact that it’s always been me. Nobody else had a chance. So, that’s what I want. You. Not just your body. But you. Your personality. Your mind. Your problems. Your goddamn companionship. Because that’s what I’ve missed since the day I watched you disappear into the night. Stop trying to push me away. It won’t work.”

I didn’t wait for her. I waited because of her.

“Only you.”

the only way to stop letting shit take over your life is to face it head on. That’s when you can find more than a scrap of the control you need.”

“We happened to be at the right place at the right time when neither of us should have been.”

“When you meet the right person, it doesn’t matter what happens because fate will always bring you together.”

“Above all else,” she says softly, “choose happiness. Not anybody else’s, but yours. Because at the end of the day, you’ll find a lot more of it when you open yourself up to everything life has to offer when you’re truly content with where you are in it.”

Finding happiness is easy to some, but happiness is subjective. It costs more than anyone can fathom because the very things that make you feel even the highest high in the moment can also bring you crashing down in the next.

“It’s always been you, Ivy,”

“I dare you to hate me, Ivy. We both know you don’t. You couldn’t even if you tried.”