her- "he will never notice me, i'm just a nobody." him- "she'll never forgive me, i'm just a nobody." ;lowercase intended *COMPLETED 2/14/17*

He was dangerous. He was deadly attractive. He was damaged. He possessed every quality a stereotypical bad boy was known to have. I was warned. But that didn't mean I couldn't get a little taste.

"morning princess, i love you." "this is the wrong number, but keep calling me your princess, please."

the bartender winked at me and I felt myself blush a little. "what's your poison?" he asked in a raspy, low tone making me swoon. "you." all rights reserved to @yungdolan copyright 2015©

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I can't help but not think about her all the time.

"Who are you?" I questioned him. "Grayson." He slightly smirked at me. "Why are you on my cliff?" I put my hand on my hip while I motioned around. "Do you own this cliff?" Grayson tested me. "I come here everyday." I rolled my eyes. "So do I." He raised his prominent eyebrows at me. "So answer my question. Do you own this cliff?" "No but-" "Then it's not your cliff." Grayson shrugged. "Well it's not yours either!" I protested. "No. But it can be ours." ~ Finished on 6/01/17 ~