JUDD BIRCH

He smelt of Burnt leaves and timber wood with a hint of cigarettes and his eyes were lifeless. The only things I knew Judd loved was his mother, music, and jack daniels. Though there was something deeper I would soon find, deep down in his black little heart, he wanted more.

Opposites Attract Judd x Reader)

Ok so this is a cliche bad boy/good girl scenario but I'm just really interested in creating a story like this and Judd Birch seemed like the perfect character to use :) also this has a religion topic but it's not a big part it's more like you go to church and your not paying attention but people think you are and stu...