The why

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What could have been's are the most terrible kind of regrets. The ones that make you wish for past even in your future.
But I had seen all of that around me. So when the resident bad boy of my granna's little town leaned closer, I seized the opportunity. Well, I now knew the burden of 'What if I hadn't'.

Theo wasn't letting go and he wasn't just an external bad boy of the usual teen love stories. No, he was a live, breathing specimen of the clique who knew the charms as well as the rules of being one.
And I was finding out the lesser known, much too annoying and controlling aspects of the real bad boys.

He drank too much, swore like there was no tomorrow, smoked everything regardless of the variety and fought everyone who so much as breathed wrong around him.
Theo was difficult, he was rude, obnoxious, careless, blunt, with a temper rivaling thunderstorms and a killer right hook.
He was also a lone wolf, fighting for survival, starving for love... He was brutally and refreshingly honest, with the most ethereal smile ever, which he rarely gave to anyone.

He was as uncomplicated as everything related to him was complicated.
Theo was... No. You have to be there with me, before you can even hope to understand what it was like, when I had decided to seize the kisses he had to offer.

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