A/N
Thanks for clicking on this story. It actually means you wanna read this crap that I call a story.
This is a cliché bad boy teen fiction
story (if you haven't tell from the title already). Any things/ideas related to other books are just a mere coincidence. I write in peace, I swear.
Let's talk about ghost readers. What are those? Well, since you asked... Just kidding, everyone on wattpad knows who they are. I don't encourage ghost reading. (Is that a thing? It is now). So don't be one. Join the paeesha club where feedbacks are very much appreciated - so are votes and comments.
This story will have short chapters. And by short I mean short. Like 1000 words each chapter, probably less probably more. Sorry not sorry.
I speak fluent sarcasm so don't be surprised when some of the chapters is the main girl being a sarcastic bitch.
I know my story is crap. I know my writing skill is bad. There will be grammar mistakes so feel free to comment, correcting my mistakes. This story is just a draft. I think, I write, I post - that's my writing process.
Don't plagiarize!
Enjoy reading!
Started: April 30, 2016
Ended: June 14, 2017
Available in Russian translation by msissqueen
The Bad Boy Knows How to Love
With one final breath, I raise my hand up and slap him across the cheek. I would've bitch slapped him but I only met him today and his face is too pretty for me to mess up.
The whole crowd gasp at what I just did. Even I'm surprise at what I just did.
Good thing is, I've got his attention. Bad thing is, he's glaring straight at me, piercing into my soul.
Oh dear lord, have mercy.
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Teen Fiction[ C O M P L E T E D ] With one final breath, I raise my hand up and slap him across the cheek. I would've bitch slapped him but I only met him today and his face is too pretty for me to mess up. The whole crowd gasp at what...
