Love is a game played by both women and men. To a woman the man may seem more unfair. But the way I see it is women and men are equal both cruel. Thus being the reason as to why I've decided not to date in high school. My friends completely against my theory continue to try and set me up on dates. I go to be nice but the guy always seems to mess up the date somehow, promise it never fails. My parents are completely convinced that I'm a lesbian. I'm actually pretty sure that they have a bet with my brothers or something. Everyone calls me "Dainty Dillon" cause I've never had a heartbreak, well that and I've never even held hands with a guy. Until him he makes my heart swell and I can't help the stupid smile that tugs at the corners of my lips. Only we've spoken a few words he hardly knows about me. Typical bad boy tattoos, leather jackets, asshole friends, intimidating, attractive, and intriguing. God so damn intriguing something about him so capturing I can't help but be pulled in by him.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Soft Sound {h.s.}
Fanfiction"did you close your eyes and think about me like I think about you" "all the fucking time"
