He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing.
He drank alcohol, I drank water.
He smirked, I smiled.
He didn't love me, I didn't love him.
He and I together wouldn't last a day.
And then the game started...
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He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing.
He drank alcohol, I drank water.
He smirked, I smiled.
He didn't love me, I didn't love him.
He and I together wouldn't last a day.
Bad boys were all the same, they were smart-ass hot boys that could make girls vulnerable. They ditched school and if they ever decided to come they were drunk. They picked fights with the school's all-American football jocks. They toyed with girls hearts just to fulfill their needs and then proceeded in tossing them away. They were notorious and I wouldn't dare fall for one.
And then the game started...
He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him.
"You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways."
It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences.
It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.
