Her Bad Boy Love #Wattys2016 #YourStoryIndia

Falling for him and getting up.

Author's note: This is a short story, with alternating points of view. You might get confused, so you can refer to the preceding paras to understand.

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She was ready for yet another day to spend, make up: check; smart dress: check; her pretty smile: check. She craved and longed for something she couldn't quite understand. But, like every other day, she shrugged this feeling off, again.
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She was the good girl, studious, intelligent, smart, loving, caring and down to earth. When it came to boys, she was highly inexperienced. She had never dated before, of course many crushes came and went by in a whoosh. This one was different. Whenever she liked someone, she wanted to give that person her all. Even if it was one sided. She loved to love but, the vice versa was quite far fetched. With every new dawn, she had a new 24 hour long life, something new everyday. But, she was never the bitchy and bad girl type, she never wore short skirts, never opened her hair, never really applied make up because she wanted to save herself for the guy, her guy. She had also never openly flirted and never smoked, she considered all this to be forbidden. She had tried a teeny weeny sip of white wine before and had ended up throwing up in the washroom. She was that kind. The ideal daughter any parents would want, the ideal girl any guy would want to marry and the ideal friend any person could ask for. But, then he... He was different.
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He was the guy, rich, famous in his school, smart, cute and who had a body to die for. He had many flings but disregarded them as his "pass times". He never was the loving kind. He loved him and only him. He partied hard, drank, smoked and got wasted whenever given the chance. He was the bad boy, marks never mattered to him, he always wanted to have fun. He was used to girls throwing themselves at him. But, then she... She was different.
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Some time back...
As she waited for the seconds to tick by she thought of him. She loved him so much! He was the one! Her guy.
Forever.
Eternal.
Her match sent from heaven, he was her star crossed lover! Shot in the heart by the love arrow of Cupid, she wanted to give him her all. It had been 4 months since she had first met this guy with the boyish grin, which made her heart turn into slowly melting, silkening, white chocolate. She was awestruck by his build and felt heat radiating all through her body. He casually smiled at her and a million butterflies fluttered in her gut. Slowly, their friendship began, she initiated, he agreed.
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He loved her innocence and naïve behaviour. She wasn't the usual type, something new to his palate. Another toy for his free time. She was hard to get but, he accepted the challenge. He slowly spun his spider web around her. She was completely trapped.
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She used to love the way he used to talk to her, like she was the only homo sapien around him, like she was his all. She wanted to show him her real self, or she was scared she might lose him to the other, million 'beautiful' girls around him. and for the first time, she opened her hair, applied make up and wore a really smart dress. She saw him and his mouth was left agape.
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He had never seen a girl that beautiful before, it took him a few seconds to notice that it was really her. Sexy dress, soft brown curls, Kohl rimmed eyes and that dazzling smile. For a second there he thought that he had fallen in love. The golden sparks in her brown eyes when he used to look at her, made him think twice about his plan. But, he was the bad boy, ruthless, no feelings, no love.
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He came closer and sat so close to her that she felt she might lose her mind, he touched her hand ever so slightly and she felt her cheeks turn completely red. She knew that he'll be the death of her. He leaned an inch too close for her liking and she withdrew, she was shy. It was all happening for the first time, she wasn't scared because of this but, because she knew, if she would've allowed him, she wouldn't have been able to control herself further.
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He couldn't get his eyes of her supple lips which she bit every now and then out of nervousness. How he wanted to bite them for her. As he leaned in closer, she drew back, much to his displeasure. Why was she playing with him? Couldn't she just give in already? Like the other girls did? Why was she playing so hard to get? Every single time he tried to touch her, she withdrew. He was annoyed. He didn't want her anymore. He could easily have another girl do all of this for him. Now, she was ugly and fat to him, a girl who was the most beautiful thing moments ago.
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She saw his status change to 'In a relationship', her happiness knew no boundaries! She knew it that when he said 'I love you' to her, he was serious. Maybe he wanted to surprise her. He didn't know that she stalked him every night before she slept. She was too happy to relax and her heart had started to pump at an alarming rate! But, all hell broke loose when she saw his profile picture, it was him kissing a girl, with a caption 'Even on and off can't do us apart'. She knew that he had dated many girls in the past, of course, he was the bad boy. Maybe this girl was the one he had the fights on the phone with. Whoever she was, the girl in that picture wasn't her and that made her feel like a thousand knives had stabbed her chest all together. That night, her pillows were drenched and her eyes completely dry and cracked. She had cried, a LOT! She knew that she had lost him but, wanted to know if it was just a joke. Her heart still hoped that he might come back. She reluctantly dialled his number which she had stolen from someone's phone.
She asked, he answered like it was the most obvious thing in the world and she was oblivious to it. He spoke harsh words, made her feel worse than a used trash can. Told her what he really felt about her, how he was dating someone else when he was merely 'flirting' with her, how she misunderstood his words, how he didn't give a shit about her anymore.
"But, you said that you love me"
"I say that to every girl"
"But, I don't say it back to every guy"
"Too bad"
And it all ended. Her butterflies, her smiles, her happiness and her ability to love. She had loved one guy and he had shattered her inside out. She always blamed herself, for not letting him have his way with her or not dressing up better. Countless nights she woke up screaming his name. So many times she was found in pools of blood and tears. She became super self conscious, she had lost faith in love and didn't trust anybody. She had lost herself while finding her love.
Her only support systems were her parents who told her to get up on her feet and not let a boy ruin her. They told her that she should work on herself and act as a slap on his face, make him regret losing her. She thought about it but, that didn't stop her nightmares or her weeping the whole day. It took her 6 whole months to get herself back together. She was enrolled in a gym and after repeated counselling from her trainer, she started, she worked hard on herself, she slowly changed, she now treated herself with movies, her friends, drinks and what not. She partied hard, she laughed and found herself. If not in the original, then at least in a different way. She now became the bad girl, her sexy locks always falling on her kohl rimmed eyes, her pink lips ready to pucker up for the camera. She found herself by loosing herself. She still wasn't into boys and dating and all but, she had become the scissor tongued bitch, who wasn't going to take anybody's shit.
After a few years life made them both collide. She turned, so did he, she smirked, his eyeballs popped out, her hair fell on her eyes and he lost the controls to his heart. She bit her lip and his body heated up, only this time, he fell in love with her louder and harder than she did with him and she declared war.

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A/N: This was it guys, it was a short story. Some of you may like it, some of you may not. But, I wanted to write something in which the boy doesn't get the upper hand. It was supposed to be a story about how if a girl wants, she can do anything. I really loved writing it. I hope you liked reading it too.
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