This bad boy had the smell of a delicate flower. COVER, MADE BY ME. WARNING : USE OF STRONG LANGUAGE, ABUSIVE AND POSSIBLY SEXUAL.

Sam never liked him. She knew that. And never in her life will she fall for that guy living two doors down. Harry never liked her. He definitely knew that. But for the first time in his life, he fell for that girl living two doors up.

"Hey, Sierra" he said, wetting his cherry lips with his tongue while staring at me, a somewhat amused look in his green irises. And in that moment, I realised that I was screwed. [BOOK TWO - read Artwork first] 2/11/19 #86 in fanfiction