" Please I love you " " I love you too , but you don't hurt the people you love."

i'm just like every other fangirl or am I?

"You want me, I know you do," Vain smirked at me while grabbing my wrist and pulling me closer towards him. As his warm body pressed against mine, my body managed to hold back a shiver. My breath had quickened rapidly. "I-I, I don't know what you're talking about," I had the audacity to say. He chuckled, looked straight at me, and replied, "Let me just show you who you belong to."

"Hey, Camera Girl," I turn around to see Drew Steele, the 'leader' of the "Heart Breakers". Sure, he's attractive, tousled light brown hair and piercing blue eyes. "You forgot something." I look at his outstretched hands. My camera. "Th-" I start. "Get to your next class, Dylan," Mr. Clears says, looking up. I scowl before hurrying out the door. Shit. My camera. *** Dylan Scott is your average girl. She's a photographer, and hopes to go far with her photography. Drew Steele is your average bad ass. He won't take shit from anyone, and has probably broken a law or two. What happens when Drew happens to take Dylan's camera? How far will Dylan go to get her 'baby' back?

I've always had a huge crush on Drake. I basically worshiped the ground he walked on. The only problem was he only saw me as his best friend's little sister even though I was only a year a half younger than them. The summer before I started high school changed everything. Puberty did wonders for me, giving me the body I'd always wanted. That's when Drake started getting even more over protective than my own brother. He wouldn't let any guy come near me. I somehow managed to get my first kiss, only to find out it was just a bet for the guy. But boy did Drake hurt him bad for that. I hoped it was because he felt the same way, but thought nothing of it when he still referred to me as his 'sister'. The day I turned eighteen would be the best, yet worst day of my life. Because that night Drake and I were alone and I gave myself to him. Only to wake up with him long gone, with only a note saying last night never happened. We avoided each other for the week he had before he went off to college with my brother. It's been a year and I've convinced myself to move on, getting a new boyfriend and equipping myself with some confidence. Now I'm the one heading off to college, unfortunately the same one he goes to. Now I just have to make sure I avoid my brother's best friend.