Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.
Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature...
I stare down at the stupid boy who came crawling through my window. His body drops on the ground and he rolls over, still not seeing me. "Ugh." He stands up and dusts the snow off of his ass. "Fuck.." He hisses. I stand behind him, still wearing my coat and boots and holding my duffel bag. He finally turns to me and...