ALWAYS THE BAD BOY

ALWAYS THE BAD BOY

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"what are you looking at?" I ask . He just smirks and takes a step closer, on instinct I take a step back. I huff and turn around ready to walk away because his beautiful face and oceanic eyes are messing with my brain. Just as im about to walk away Blake grabs my hand , spins me around and pins me to the wall. I look down at the non-existent space between us and then back up into his blue eyes. His face moves forward and I move further into the wall " what are you doing ?" I laugh nervously. Blake smirks and comes closer until our faces are only inches apart. I stare up into his ocean eyes and see something like amusement clouding it. " chill princess, you have ketchup on your cheek" he chuckles. He runs his warm finger against my check . he smirks and walks away. JERK! ----------------------------------------------------------- Emily Field is like any other ordinary girl. She's made it through most of high school blending in with the lockers and keeping to her two best friends. Blake Ryder schools player bad boy . His a mysterious rebel that the school worships. What happens when he has the pleasure of meeting Emily over spilt coffee? Will he clean up the mess ? Or leave it for the workers? Will Emily follow the Tide or stay at the shoreline? What happens when everything goes spiraling out of control and then comes crashing down landing Emily falling for good. •••---------------------------------------------------••• Everything wriiten is solemnly from my imagination. So please do not copy. Secure Copyright for Always th badboy reserved.
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*COMPLETED* "You think I'd murder you?" He laughed humorlessly. "I- what?" I stuttered, looking at him with a lost expression. If he didn't want to kill me, what was all of this then? "What's your name, speedy?" He asked after shaking his head. "Why would I-I tell you my name?" I tried to sound brave, but this whole scenario was just freaking me out. "I'll find out, eh?" He gave me a smirk. What? "For what? You can just kill me now. I don't want to live like this anymore." I breathed out. I really don't. His loud and obnoxious laugh pulled me out of my thoughts. What's so funny? "You're funny. But-" He took a step closer and I immediately stepped backwards. "-the stunt you pulled last week-" My back hit the wall and I gasped as he stood only a few inches away from me now. His finger lifted my chin and I gulped. "-was not." His smirk was replaced by a serious expression. His eyes were so dark and captivating, I couldn't look away. "And you know what they say, speedy?" He continued as his eyes flickered towards my mouth. I shook my head and his smirk was back. "Keep your friends close. But-" He clenched his jaw. "Keep your enemies closer."

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