I hate her, I hate her, I fucking hate her. If she died right now, I wouldn't care. My main concern would be how I would get my money for this stunt. I have not an ounce of a feeling for this girl in front of me, yet I can't move under her angry gaze. I wouldn't dare. "Fuck you." I whisper out a pitiful insult to get...
"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He...
"is Ethan really shy or something? I've tried to talk to him all day and he just ignores me" "actually he's mute" - // my original idea please don't steal the plot :) - highest ranking: #139 in fanfiction #25 in dolantwins #22 in ethandolan #1 in edolan
"It is better to be feared than loved" Fanfiction #4 Teen Fiction #13 Copyright © 2013, JustinsAvenger
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.
