“I can’t stop thinking about you” | a slowed enemies to lovers playlist

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DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE SONGS. CREDITS TO THE RIGHTFUL OWNERS.

Playlist by Mth

[Mxxxth]

00:00 : Friends by Chase Atlantic
04:45 : Pillowtalk by Zayn
08:57 : Right Here by Chase Atlantic
13:44 : Into You by Ariana Grande
18:44 : I Want To by Rosenfeld
21:51 : I wanna be yours by Arctic Monkeys
25:37 : I was never there by The Weeknd

[smollest_fry]

"Tell me again what you said at the revel, " he says, climbing over me, his body against mine.
"What?" I can barely think.
"That you hate me, " he says, his voice hoarse. "Tell me that you hate me."
"I hate you, " I say, the words coming out like a caress. I say it again, over and over. A litany. An enchantment. A ward against what I really feel. "I hate you. I hate you. I hate you."
He kisses me harder.
" I hate you, " I breathe into his mouth. "I hate you so much that sometimes I can't think of anything else."

[FROM "THE WICKED KING" BY HOLLY BLACK]

[mehriiin]

You know the playlist's gonna be fire when it starts with a Chase Atlantic song

[lu]

when a enemy to lovers playlist starts with friends from chase atlantic, YOU KNOW ITS GONNA BE

[kixque]

"I'm sorry."

I tensed at his words. Scrambling for a weapon. But I had none. I'd grown used to him. I'd let my guard down.

Turning to him, I held up my hands into fists as he stood in front of me. But he didn't have a weapon either. I blinked before lowering my hands warily.

"What do you mean?"

He stared at me with a saddened smile. "I'm sorry I..I think I've fallen in love."

Those words hit like a punch to the gut. But I only swallowed.

"What's wrong with that?" I frowned up at him. I didn't know why he was telling me. It wasn't any of my business if he fell in love with someone.

"It makes this harder." He told me before reaching a hand up to touch my cheek. I flinched a bit, but when his hand cupped my face, I found my eyes trapped in his, I couldn't look away.

"I love you.."

My eyes widened as he leaned in close. Our lips meeting. But I didn't push him away. I blinked and then my eyes were closed as I returned his kiss.

I was a fool, a stupid little girl afterall.

Because I'd fallen in love too.

[timepasses]

"Do you remember how I got this one?" I asked her, my fingers brushing over the scar on my shoulder. It ran from the top of my shoulder down to the middle of my bicep. "How could I forget" she whispered. Her arms wrapped around me as she pulled me closer. "That's the night we met".

[kingdomofthecloudsandthestars]

These playlists are good cuz they have good songs & help concentrate on studying. Also cuz half of the comment section turns into Wattpad

[hellorandomperson]

His hand grazes my jawline, his face is suppressing any emotions. But I recognise the way his eyes are slightly narrowed and the subtle curve of his smile. Smug. It’s a look of smug. He’s gloating at knowing how careless I was in my mission.

If I had just stuck to the plan. If I hadn’t decided to loiter at his room. It was stupid, I knew it was stupid. But there was something about being in his personal chambers that felt so intimate, like I had finally gotten a glimpse of the person he is behind the carefully constructed mask he wears.

He exhales a long steady breath. And he looks me dead in the eyes, his grasp on my jaw stronger. “Why?” He says, his voice husky. I avoid his piercing gaze and I stare behind him. “Why?” He asks again. He’s repositioning my head so that I’m looking at him again and I can hear the genuine confusion in his voice. “Why? Why would you be so careless?” I try to speak but my voice is caught in the back of my throat. I have never felt so paralysed not even when I was held at gunpoint. “You are so much smarter than this, Maiya.” He presses his body against mine, and I feel every hair on my body stand up. “If I didn’t know any better, I would think you wanted to get caught.”

“Johnathon, ” I merely whisper my voice filled with a lust I couldn’t contain.

“Fuck, ” his voice is breathy, his forehead is leaning against mine now, his hand trailing down my neck, “say it again. Say my name, Maiya.”

“Johnathon, ” my lips part, “Johnathon. Johnathon. Johnathon.”

He kisses me now.

My heart stops beating.

And I kiss him back.

[atlaxxedits]

You both distanced yourself from each other for the good.

But one day you accidentally meet up. The tension is real, you both know you want each other, but aren't allowed.

You two start being with each other, intimately, almost every short hour of the day.

You didnt know happiness could feel this good, but at the same time you have to embrace every second because you know it has to end.

You're not allowed to be with him.
You're supposed to hate him and be disgusted by him.

But you aren't.


And then, when you feel the happiest with kissing him softly, with his hand softly on your jaw, both smiling slightly, you wake up.

And now you feel empty and confused.


(nah cuz this was an actual dream I had about an actual person 🧍🏻‍♂️)

[kashish]

Pov:)


They swayed together in a perfect sync with the beat of the enchanting melody being played. The ballroom was filled with the dancers but they both had their eyes on each other as if they were only the two at this moment. She knew his mission was to kill her and she has to stay away from him but his beautiful hazel eyes already captured her without her knowledge. After all the running away she did from him, after everything, he end up following her to the dance hall and now they both were dancing with each other feeling the different kind of charm. Their eyes were locked with each other trying to find the hidden emotions in them. In all the difficult situations their hearts still found the way to each other and ended up in each others warmth. She wanted to live this moments with him although she was aware that he won't hesitate to kill her between all these people right here. He was professional and one of the best assassian. The music went on to play with more intensity as ever and he swung her and hold her tightly from her waist. His eyes followed her every move and he couldn't help but to fall for her deeper, she had some magic on him that held him from killing her for this long. He just wanted to hold her forever with his protection. His eyes showed a different emotion of love, care and adoration for her. She was just lost in his eyes.
"You can kill me after this, though I want to live in this moment with you, forever, but I am satisfied to have a last dance with you before falling into deep slumber"
she said in her soft delicate voice which melted his heart everytime.
"Who said this was our last dance darling?" He asked and again brought her more closer to him by her waist
" I just can't find the courage to kill my enchantress, though this job was handed over to me but during this all time I just fell for your love and kindness. I want to stay with my darling"
he said and she was in deep shock. Firstly because he was not going to complete his mission and secondly he loved her?. Watching her expressions he let out a chuckle and said
" Don't be too shocked love. I have loved you and I know you feel the same right? You do right?"
He asked desperately and she chuckled with a drop of tear leaving her beautiful eyes.
"Yes darling, I love you in the way I never loved anyone, in the way I never felt love before"
she said while tears flowing from both of their eyes. The beat of the music came to an end and he almost immediately kissed her passionately with all his love for her.
And then they both had their beautiful enchanted little world away from



✨

[suckerfora]

I could barely move, speak, breath or form any thought in his presence. With each second I remained silent, and the reason I was intruding his space remind unknown, his temper came to be shorter and shorter.

He fell silent for a moment, legitimately giving me a chance to speak, to explain. Waiting for any kind of response.
Thats when I felt my skin heat up in embarrassment.

The irritation on was chillingly visible, completely unimpressed with my reasoning.
Yet, his voice still managed to stay calm, his eyes remained cold before they suddenly drop down my body, cutting his words short.
I instantly feel a gentle breeze of air sending shivers all over my body.

I follow his gaze and snap my head down to find the cincture of my robe falling down my bare legs, allowing him to see what was underneath.

I look back up to his eyes as he stares down at me, a displaced emotion flickering across his face, his eyes full of so much darkness.
I couldn't tell what it was, but any sign of emotion seemed out of the ordinary.

His breathing remains calm, as mine goes erratic when his fingers dig deep into my skin.

The tension between us kept rising by the second. And a peculiar feeling started creeping up inside of me.

"Adr-" I bite my lower lip cutting myself off before his name slipped my mouth.
His eyes suddenly drop to my lips.
"Mr. Gen-" I let out a faint sound but he cuts me off.
"Shut up" he mumbles with a low husky voice, leaning even closer.

Impossibly closer. 

I stare up at him, heat flowing to my cheeks.
His gaze got me weak and lightheaded.
An effect no one had on me before.
I flickered my eyes, waiting to see his next move.

Dark romance/ enemies to lovers/forced proximity/ villain protagonist

Stuck by esuellae
On wattpad

[onewayoranotherD]

(Small but kinda long POV that I just wrote)

As I turn the corner after shutting my locker closed, my eyes glued to the floor, I bump against a firm chest. Not even having to look up to know who it is I mentally sigh.

“Sorry” Is all I mutter trying to walk away before a firm grip pulling at my wrist throws me back. I watch horrified and confused as I’m slammed against the locker.

Great.
Just what I need today.

“I’m sorry- but did you just purposely bump into me and try to walk away without a proper apology?”
He grins just at the thought of it.

“Oh please. You were the one in my way. It was clearly all your fault” I snap back at him. I’m not even looking at his eyes.

I don’t need to. They are brown and mysterious just like mine, although every time I look at them I find myself drawn- a certain hold which he traps me in making me never want to look away-

“Tsk tsk tsk. You know y/n, maybe if you weren’t such a loner and more popular,
People would actually LIKE you.”

Okay that’s it. I turn my self to face him with all the hate just radiating off my body.

“Pffft! Like I care! You’re so wrapped up in your own love life and so selfish that you think the whole world revolves around you!”
I breathe out so frustrated.

“Now, let me go because I can assure you you don’t want another kick in the shins again”

“Ha! Wow! I’m surprised that wasn’t the first thing you yelled at me to do. Oh and please- that kick in the shins didn’t even hurt at all-“

“Shut up” I mutter trying to push him off of me.
Although we both play sports, I only get him to move a bit, but not fully off of me.

“You know, why do you really hate me h/n l/n. Shouldn’t that be what you’re thinking about rather than the thought of torturing me all day. Why don’t you just leave me alone? Because God, I can assure you I have done nothing but leave you alone spit mean insults at you only because you can’t stop bothering me or leave me alone for more then 5 seconds-“

That’s when it happens. His soft lips crash onto mine. For a few seconds. I just stand there- confused
Dazed
Annoyed
Happy
Angry
Not any of the last three

Intrigued.

After he pulled away from me and just stood there looking at me- I couldn’t resist it anymore.

I grabbed a fistful of his shirt and pulled him in to kiss me.

It was like ice on fire. Summer on Winter. Grumpy on Sunshine. Oil and water. All the reasons we shouldn’t be together were so obvious- yet not one of us cared.

Sometimes, I would definitely of preferred being here in this moment forever then with anyone else.
That was the beauty of being enemies.

(That was like one of my first times writing something like this. To anyone reading I hope you have a great day!)

[carolsb]

studying for my finals just got incredibly sexier

[AylerandBella]

“Don’t-“
My heart crumbled as I heard those words. But my lips were drawn to his.
“Why? Maybe this could-“
He cut me off, he softly released my hand and turned his head further from mine.
“It couldn’t, you know that I know that. What would people say?”
I reached my hand through fluffy hair turning his face back to mine.
“They would say we look perfect”
I felt myself pulling closer to him.
Wrapping my arms around his waist, I knew he was scared. I’d never known him to be scared. But he looked at me and I knew we were safer than ever.
I grabbed the fabric of the back of his shirt, letting him know nothing mattered but him anymore.
“You look perfect” he whispered into my ear. It made my chest fall deep and my face go red. He pulled my face to his and our lips touched.

[bella_a_]

POV:

“Do you remember the night we met?” He asks in a whisper, his breath fanning over your neck. His fingers glide over your skin like feathers, his lips a close second.
“What about it?” Your words are uttered breathlessly, your brain scrambling for something to ground you. Because he won’t stop making you feel like you’re floating.
“Repeat what you said to me.” He commands, pulling back. Disappointed from losing his touch, you stare into his eyes, which burn blue into brown. However, he’s serious, and he waits patiently for you to speak.
“I’ll kill you.” You say, the words bitter on your tongue. Just a month ago, they brought you joy to hear. Now, you hate them.
“And will you?” He asks, leaning so close that you can see every little detail. You can see the smatter of his golden freckles, the curvature of his jaw, and the tiny individual lines on his amaranth lips.
“No matter what I do, ” you say, climbing onto him, “I will always, ” you continue, leaning down and hovering over him, “find a way to kill you.”
His lips curve into a smile, and you cover the smirk with your lips.
“Do you remember what you said?” You ask, pulling from his lips.
He grabs the back of your head, pulling you back in and deepening your kiss.
“I hate you.” He breathes against your lips, digging his fingers into your back.

The end 😻

[lya]

“Since when did you start drinking?” Benny chuckles, eyeing my movements.

“Since tonight.” I reply, my harsh tone making him smirk.

“Ah, because I won, is that it?” The man mocks, I grit my teeth sharply and lock my jaw, turning to him instantly and our eyes meeting. “Awe, I made you mad? How adorable.” He maintains his confidence in his tone, my bottom lip quivering slightly into a soft grin. I try to stand my ground boldly but I loosen up, his gaze reminding me of how this trip made me question things about him.

“Don’t call me that.” I say, broadly shrugging and turning away from him to take another sip. He pats the counter for a beer of his own, I try to avoid looking at him as my words escape me. “Since when do you drink?” I speak, listening to his silence before he speaks calmly.

“Since I nearly got you to smile.” His tone is warm and genuine as it shivers down my spine. I turn to him immediately, our eyes connecting once again with surprise and warmth. I don’t speak, my mind is too fuzzy to make up a reply. We stare at each other in silence and warmth, my pale skin turning pink tinted. I leave my beer on the counter and walk off into the crowd, Benny glancing at me while he sips his bottle of alcohol slowly, left alone by the bar.. Sighing and feeling a sense of regret for speaking so openly. I wander into the crowds of people and try to find Beth or the exit, in denial something so hateful could turn into something like this.

[Aden_]

With the music behind, their movements were perfectly in sync. No they weren’t dancing, they were fighting. As she lean in and grabbed his fist, pushing it behind, their faces come closer. He grinned like he was waiting for this moment his entire life. His smile was perfectly enchanting, she could almost fall in love… If they weren’t fighting for the same throne. Every single person in the ballroom watching them their mouths open, clearly shocked. As she pushed him back she take a few steps back, she needed to breath and calm down. As he breaths, “Thought we’re getting friendlier? Still wanna fight, huh?” laughed carelessly. She lift her wrists even if he’s playing she still needed to be on the alert. He take a few steps forward, “Come on! Do you really wanna ruin this beautiful face?” laughed while taking a few more steps. She furiously stepped forward attempting to grab his neck. The moment he thought she’s gonna try choking him and things are gonna get bit more bl00dy she pulled him to herself closing the space between their lips. Shock left his body quickly with a bite on his lips. As she pulled herself back again “See I ruined your face? Now you have a lip scar and lipstick on you. And I didn’t even hit you. Already lost, you should give up already!” He touched his lips, a tiny bit bl00d was coming from a cut. “I hate you darling.” he laughed with such ego. She grinned this time, “I love you too.”

I read to much wattpadd a few years ago dont question my brain I have none :)

[lko]

0:01
“You said you wanted to kill me, ” she continued.

His eyes were wary as he watched her, waiting for her to continue.

“Do you still want to?”

A heartbeat. “Yes.”

He tilted her chin up, and covered her upper neck with his hand. His eyes darkened, as if he was truly considering choking her to death right there. But his touch was light and careful as he rubbed his thumb against her neck and swept it over her jawline.

“That’s not killing”, she breathed.

“No, ” he murmured, brushing a stray strand of hair out of her face. “It isn’t.”

[sophieobrien]

I could feel my heart thumping in my chest as he towered over me. My shoulders were hunched inward as my back pressed against the cold wall of the stockroom. His dark eyes were focused and sullen. He gently parted his lips in retaliation but instead chuckled gently to himself. His eyes scanned over me as he inhaled sharply. He placed a hand on either side of the wall, encaging me, inches from my face. "I know I make you nervous, y/n." He whispered slowly. His eyes were locked with mine. My stomach wriggled as I squeezed my thighs closer together. I didn't know how much longer I could be so close to him. I could feel the warmth of his breath on my cheek. I hated him. I knew I hated him. I had always hated him. But why was I feeling this way.

[Willow-ocpw]

Prayers of My Own
The lights were low and the love of her life was talking at the front of the hall, remote in hand, projector screen behind and him facing the room where the doctors’ conference was being held. With his sleek brown hair in place, shirt tucked in as always with the sleeves rolled back he surely looked like someone you could sign away your life to. When he talked there was this light in them, his husky voice filling up the room and keeping everyone’s attention on him. He answered every question confidently. When he finished his business smile was back on his face and was greeted by enthusiastic applause.
Allison wanted to kiss Jake. She always wanted to kiss him. The only difference was that some days she wanted to kiss him more and some days just a little less. She however almost always kept herself in check. Yeah, she never overstepped his boundaries and no it’s not what one could assume. She only allowed herself to cherish those rare kisses she got in presence of crowds and only crowds. She knew he was forced to show her affection in public or there would be raised eyebrows. Yet, she couldn’t help but feel happy about it. Which was the reason as to why she taught herself to be more social and outgoing as she would frequent his conferences arm in arm.
So when her husband got down from the stage she slowly got up from her seat, approached him, stood on her toes and wrapped her arms around his neck ‘cause she knew she could. Their lips met in harmony and his hands were on her. She could almost pretend for a second that he loved her back, that they were a regular couple…a regular married couple who often found it difficult to contain their feelings even amidst public and that he liked having her lips against his as much as she liked having his against hers. It was short and sweet and they broke apart as there were murmurs in the hall. Forehead resting against forehead, he smiled at her and oh! Unlike earlier, it was his very own smile. This one could make her legs jelly and she was willing to do anything for him to always smile like this but knowing the truth; knowing that this smile was only for the world to see and conclude how perfect they were together…thinking about this hurt and so she pushed it to the back of her mind for later and blinked back at him approvingly. He was so close to her. Soft eyelashes framed his grey eyes, straight eyebrows, the fall of his nose was elegant and he had wide thin lips. She had the urge to run her lips across those lashes but…maybe someday he would let her. With that they left.

The way back car ride always brought her back to earth; dead quiet. Both of them seemingly on eggshells around each other after the earlier show and she would either be fiddling with her hands on her lap or doing her best to focus her attention on her phone. And Jake would maintain the silence as he drove quietly. She was distantly aware that a younger Allison would could never be silenced in presence of Jake. She liked him and made it as obvious as she could. Older Allison however had to make sure she never forced her feelings on to him as the sole reason this marriage happened was because of her crush on him. Thus, she mostly only started conversations and left the chatter up to him.

Allison almost wished she could be nine once again; go back in time and fix everything. But often she found herself reasoning that even if Jake did not stop attending their family gatherings and did not find love somewhere else he still would not fall for her as something her mom told her years ago resurfaced back, “What isn’t meant to be yours will always find its way out of your clutch no matter how hard you try to hold on.” Supposedly her face fell on that thought and present day Jake caught sight of her face and when he gently inquired her about it : ‘I was just thinking that maybe if I could go back in time…maybe I could make things right and seek you.’
A pause and then he spoke up-‘You have me Allison. Both my attention and loyalty are yours.’
Attention and loyalty huh? But not love.
Her heart thrummed against her ribcage in melancholy at noting the promise he left out but she mentally slapped herself at that.
He does everything a husband on paper is supposed to do and you know, if you pushed him he’d give you the remaining part of him too…the part he needed for himself to remain whole and unscarred and…her breath hitched.

He was just that nice to her. Always ready to give her everything before she’d even finished asking. So she had sworn to herself to never push past his boundaries and just remain standing outside his walls with her heart up her sleeve; always ready to let her restraint fall apart the moment he gave her a sign.
So, she did the only thing she thought she should do: hummed to his earlier statement, lean against the headrest and shut her eyes.
She would wait for decades if she had to. Allison had known longing and still knows it. She knows the feeling too well and doesn’t mind feeling this way a little while longer. Her only prayer being he let her stay by his side in the long run too.

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