"On m'a brisé mon cœur et ma confiance Si j'te laisse une chance, vas-tu réparer? À la base, moi, j'ai rien demandé Sur toi, j'suis tombée, j'veux bien essayer" Mi Amor - Nej

He had the whole bad boy/thug thing going on. His pants were sagged just enough and he had multiple gold chains hanging from his neck and a gold watch. He also had 3 phones on him and the muscles in his arms stood out in shirt. Little did I know he's what I need.

A boy best friend is the guy who the girl wants to be the one, but she puts him in the glorified friendzone so that he's not the one who got a way. Delilah Hardaway & Tomas Delgado have been friends since the fifth grade and best friends since the eighth, when Delilah had to move away. Four years later, they're both seniors but, both are completely different. With time they've seemed to drift apart. Can they find common grounds and find the friendship they once shared?

"Can I at least have your number?" Jake asks pulling out his phone. "Nope." Reign answers. "Why? I thought we were friends? " He ask confuse. We were just having a good time. "We can never be friends. Ever." She say turning around, so we were face to face. "Why not?" He ask. "What don't you get? I'm black, you're white. We don't mix, this is not ice cream, we don't swirl." **************************** This is a more modern version of Romeo and Juliet. Reign is a rude, stubborn, aggressive, black girl. & Jake is a sweet, caring, open, forgiving, white boy. What happens when they get to know each other? Will they ever be together? Will they parents approve? What will happen? Copyright 2016 flawless6000 All rights reserved. Cover by @babydauhls

I let him in; I gave into my urges and loved him in every complete shape and form. His blonde locks as I ran my hands through them, his mesmerizing blue eyes that I couldn't resist and his adorning smirk. He captured my heart within, but I did what I thought I had to do. And I continued what I thought I wanted. I thought I knew, but I realized that it was always him. I let her in; even after the fucked up shit we've been through, she managed to put up with it all. Her beautiful skin and brown eyes couldn't keep me away. I could not stand not making her ignite with fury. I could not stand not being around her. I couldn't see her cry either. I thought I knew her, every inch of her, and maybe I did. But what I was sure about, that I was going to see her again. We would be together and I would not let her slip through my fingers again. "I look at her, the woman that my heart skips a beat for. The woman that I've fell in love with every single day. The woman that I've been through hell and back with. She's everything I want and absolutely need. I give myself to her completely. Whatever she wanted, I will gladly provide, because she has my heart in her hands." Continue on the heartfelt journey of the two characters you adore and want to shake some sense into all over again. Be sucked in by their love and life no one has ever known before. And be consumed by the past, present, and future of Nia Gardson and Aiden Thomas.

I Nia Gardson hated Aiden Thomas with all my guts, and I'm sure he hated me too. With his blonde hair, icy blue eyes and that smirk of his, it really got to me. And when he looked at me, I couldn't help but feel something other than hatred, maybe lust? But it couldn't be because I am not attracted to Aiden Thomas in any way. He is an arrogant douche, and trust me, I wasn't his type. He went for anything with a pretty face. And I for one, didn't care what he thought of me. Aiden Thomas just really got under my skin, and I didn't like it... "I probably sound insecure and scary right now, but that's what happens when boys get under your skin. They make you feel things you've never felt before and it completely fucks up your mind." Find out what happens to the two opposites and fall in love with their weird love. Their weird Hate, Their Weird Relationship.

Colors are seen everywhere. We live for color. The beauty of color, we have seen and became amazed by the exquisite details before us. Colors can describe anything or anyone. The moments you have, there will always be a color. #shortstory_1 ↫↬↫↬↫↬↫↬↫↬↫↬↫↬↫↬↫↬↫↬↫

(Previously known as Park Benches) They both sat beside each other in silence, the cool autumn wind blowing through the night. The boy turned slightly to look at the girl, letting out a puff of air and sighing deeply, trying to get her attention. She didn't notice, but he continued to gaze at her. "Have you ever noticed that even though we're just friends, we look at each other like we're about to kiss?" He asked, laughing quietly as he shook his head. "But, 'just friends' don't look at each other like that," she frowned, but began to laugh along with him. "Is that a bad thing?" He questioned once his laughter died down, cocking his head to the side in slight confusion. She shrugged. "Does it matter? We're only friends, me loving you probably wouldn't make a difference." The words stung her, but it didn't matter. She'd already fallen for him but it was whatever. He didn't like her back. And it was all because of the stars and that stupid, stupid park bench. © Fondre ™ 2017

Ils disaient que l'amour était plus fort que tout ... © Par propriété exclusive de l'auteur, la copie et les utilisations partielles ou totales de son travail sont interdites; conformément aux articles L.111-1 et L.123-1 du code de la propriété intellectuelle. Tous Droits Réservés

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