steroline-trash
"Look, Carmen, you aren't my type."
"What do you mean?" I ask, raising an eyebrow, trying my best to act like his words don't affect me at all.
He laughs. "I kind of fit into the bad boy category. Bad boys always find good girls. I mean, yeah, hooking up with you is fun and all, but I don't like you like that. I'm waiting for a nice girl. Someone who'll make me want to change."
I stare at him. "You want to change?"
Tyler shrugs. "Good girls make the bad boys want to change."
I've had enough with this "good girl" crap. "What about the bad girls? What do they do for the bad boys?"
Tyler shakes his head, letting out a small chuckle. "Bad boys never fall in love with bad girls. Bad boys fall in love with good girls."
I frown.
Well, fine.
Sorry to disappoint you Tyler, but there's no way I'm going to let that happen.
Game on.
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WARNING: Bunch of cussing (but hey, it's common anyway). I don't care what age you are but if you are gonna say "ew" if there is sexual stuff, I suggest you get off my story :) There will be some mentions of sexual abuse (not anything too descriptive, but if anything offends you, please let me know). There also might be some mentions of self harm. (Again, if any of this offends you, please let me know.)