He's destructive and He's rude He's possessive No Boyfriends, No guy friends He's a Player who likes to 'play' with me. He kisses me, touches me and Sexually harasses me in ways you CANNOT imagine. Giving Mixed signals is kinda his thing now But as he states 'I could NEVER be his girlfriend' He gets into trouble and expects me to get him out of it. Or get in it with him. He LITERALLY is the world's biggest Jackass And I have to live with it. Whether I like it or not. This son of a Bitch is my bestfriend. Follow Rosalie through her stressful journey as she tries to figure out the person she's known forever...her Best friend

Watty Finalist: Mystery/Thriller, On the Rise I see him vividly in my head. Him. The guy who calls himself A for whatever reason. The guy dressed in a black cloak with a hood that makes his face look like an endless sea of darkness. The guy whose voice is like velvet; so smooth; yet so deep and dark it sends chills down my spine every time he speaks. The guy whose simple words and actions are enough to send my heart into a frenzy. The guy whose black-as-night eyes captivate me day and night. The guy who enjoys teasing me and making me angry, like it's one of his new hobbies. The guy who has the power to make my legs turn to jelly in an instant. The guy whose past is so deep, dark, and bottled up that it scares me. The guy who spends most of his time stalking me; visiting me at night. The guy whose arms hold me so tight and securely. The guy who evokes feelings in me that honestly scare the hell out of me. But he's not just a guy. He's a criminal. The criminal that calls me cupcake.