you trail the streets with a bad boy image
i know your heart is more then that
when it got dark you vanished, but when light returned you walked back into the view of my eyes
i wondered where you drifted off too
another girl?
maybe
i waited for you at the corner of the abandoned building
you were nowhere in sight
then I saw you come across the street from an alley way
"Waiting for me beautiful?" you smirked
"Nothing special." i roll my eyes playfully
"I'm here for an adventure." i explain
"Babe I'm dangerous." he growled lowly, stepping closer to me
i felt a shiver roll down my spine
"Can't get rid of me that easily." i scoff
"Not trying to get rid of you. If I did, you wouldn't be talking to me right now." he steps even closer
"I want to feel free. You make me feel some kind of freedom." i start to feel nervous from you being so close to me
too close
"I'm going to hurt you babe."
"I like danger."
he smirks
we just stare at each other for quite a moment
he slips a cigarette into his mouth and lights it
i watch his moves
long drafts of smoke twirl around his lips
"I'll make you feel free." he puffs a ball of smoke
i smile a bit
"If."
"If what?" i raise an eyebrow
"If you make me feel what love is." his lips quiver in a small smile
smoke danced around us in a wave like motion
his tongue grazes his plump lips
is this the risks of freedom?
"Deal."
"Deal." he echoes me
inhale exhale
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bad boy
Short Storybad boy a cigarette always placed between your pink lips your dark hair layered in front of your scintillating blue eyes a frown always plastered, to as if it was drawn with permanent marker vodka buried in your trunk dark clothing matching your...