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... 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.

Connor was your normal, popular guy with tons of 'friends', until one event completely turned his life around. In his senior year, he felt he could finally put it all behind him but he had no idea that this was the year it would all come back to him and suddenly, he was lost again. Warning: This story might act as a trigger for some people. It contains mature themes, like dealing with the after effects of rape. Please read at your own risk. All rights reserved, plagiarism will not be tolerated.