Historias de Silentlyfalling

She's Falling but she's keeping it a secret to prevent rejections From a unknown guy who know her, everything about her Cause the Guy is Forgotten through thier wonderful past ✖♥✖

Jane Lucíana Mitchell, a outcast, a nerd, and is in love. She has Jet black hair, green eyes that shine in the dark, pink full lips, the perfect body for an seventeen year old. Jorden Miles, the bad boy, never cares about girls hearts, an arrogant asshole, player. He has light brown hair, deep blue eyes, full lips, and a motorcycle. ----------------------- "Let's play a game." I look up at him he lightly pushes me against my car he cups my cheek. "Be my fake girlfriend for three months because I have some unfinished business but if you win and say you love me first: you'll be mine forever, and if I lose I'll leave you and Marley alone." It was that simple wow! I smirk at him "Deal." We shake hands he got off of me and let me get up of the car. Before Jane even meant Jorden her life was great, it still is but it's hard now that her father who left her about 3 years ago wants to come back into her life. But then Jorden steps into her life and it became easier. Also this is mixed with the bad boys game.

For some people, sports was the way to clear their head, to get away from the pressure of society. Others it was singing your heart out, pouring your emotions into your voice till you couldn't sing any longer. But for Brooklyn Taylor, it was writing. Writing was her way to just escape, to create her own life, a fantasy. She could be free and not care about the judgement of other people because she decided how things would turn out. It was the one thing she could control. Ryan Devon was Central City high school's resident bad boy. He had all the accessories that made him look like a bad boy. The girls fanning over him, a badass motorcycle, a leather jacket, and muscles the size of two fists. These two cross paths. But neither or them knowing who the other is. You see, they met anonymously online. Both shared secrets and fears of their own, but maybe, they could save each other from drowning. It all started with, dear anonymous.

I fell for you, silently. I love you wholeheartedly. But fate was not good to me. I wish someday we'll be back to what we used to be. But i i know that it'll never be. Because our love was not meant to be.

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