"Fuck." He whispers into my neck, sending a thrill of excitement through my body. His lips still smothered kisses over my neck and his hands roamed my body, starting at my chest, going down to my stomach. Caressing my soft skin, his thumb trailed circles on my groin before slightly slipping into the waistband of my jeans. My breath catches in my throat as I pull at the hoodie that covered his chiselled body. Understanding, Jacob pulls it off in one swift movement before attaching his lips back on my neck. Sucking and biting it before flicking his tongue over the sore spot. A quiet moan leaves my mouth and I clasp my hand over it, denying any noise to escape. "You drive me fucking crazy, Aria." ---------------------------- Aria Bailey finds it hard to fit in. Her parents are always busy and never have time for her. She lives alone at her family home and has top grades in all of her classes. But being a 17 year old friendless nerd comes with its disadvantages. The bullying gets worse every single day, driving her to self harm and suicidal thoughts. Aria learns more about popular boy, Jacob Rickson and starts developing feelings for the well known 18 year old. Jacob helps her come out of her shell and learn to be more comfortable and confident. Aria has to make a tough decision by choosing if she would rather be with Jacob and be bullied by her mind for eternity, or to leave and be left alone, exactly how she wants to be. -Strangers to lovers -Right person, wrong time

"I thought he was cold and distant... until we're in a relationship". This story is lovingly dedicated to my delulu side, the one that dreams of a boyfriend who's cold to the world, but melts completely for me. If you're the type to imagine soft kisses, stubborn sulking and arms that never let go, even in sleep, then welcome to this chaotic, clingy love ride. Meet the guy, On the outside, he's stoic. Distant. The kind of guy who rarely smiles, barely speaks and keeps everyone at arm's length. But when it's just the two of us? He's a whole different person. Clingy. Touch-starved. Ridiculously affectionate. And oh-he sulks if I don't listen to his rambles. His love language? Physical touch. What happens when the quiet, dominant boyfriend who always needs skinship gets a taste of his own medicine? Let's just say... he's not as tough as he looks.

[There is spelling errors and it's confusing sometimes but I'll try my best to look for them before publishing a chapter] I havent seen her since i graduated high school. I was too ashamed to reach out due to how my life turned out. But after five years, five years of not thinking about my ultimately biggest high school crush i bumped right into her. And all those feelings came rushing back like they never left.