He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.

Calum hood fanfic ❥ I will write another part if you guys like it

Penelope "Dot" Frost; Independent, vicious, vexatious, angry, stoic, quick-witted, smart-mouthed, lonely, and as some would suggest, insane. Everything eighteen-year-old Penelope loves is either gone or being snatched from her weakening grasp. She struggles to raise her sister under the heavy hand of her father, cope with loss that is way overdue and recently reminiscent, and the returning presence of a beloved, arrogant ex-best-friend that betrayed her trust, formally known as Blake Adams. With all of these things occupying her life, Penelope does what she can to hold onto her bearings. She has to make choices that will build her up and break her down. What, and who, will she choose? UNEDITED with MANY TYPOS, a few clichés, and PLOT HOLES (began writing this when I was 14, bare with me).* Read at your own risk. *There are stereotypes in this story that I have sense learned from. I've debated taking this story down to fix them, as I see how distasteful they are. I have yet to rewrite this story as I do not have the time, but please know that I have a different outlook on the world than I did 7 years ago.

It's you, May. You're what I want forever. [COMPLETE] achievements: #1 in fanfiction