He was bad. He smoked, he
smoked, he broke the law, he
to fast for his own good. He
didnt care because no one
taught him how to. But when
it came to her, he wanted to be
the best man. He couldnt bare
the thought of her being hurt by
him... or by anyone else. He
would kill to protect her, the
girl who cared about someone
as worthless as him in all her.
protection.
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The Bad Boy is My Roommate
Teen FictionHe was bad. He smoked, he broke the law, he drove to fast for his own good. He didnt care because no one taught him how to. But when it came to her, he wanted to be the best man. He couldnt bare the thought of her being hurt by him... or by anyone e...
