The Bad Boy's Broken Girl (TBBBG)

Bad Boy's...People never tell you how seductive they are. How beautiful they are under that shell of trouble and attitude. They tell you that Bad Boy's are heartless and don't care. They tell you it's danger. All they ever really say is how you will get hurt but they seem to base every Bad Boy off one single guy. My Bad Boy was the exception.

I never thought I'd find myself caring about someone like him, someone so closed off, so alone. I would say he was broken but that's my thing.

But you know what they say?

Every girl dreams about a bad boy who is gentle for only her.

That Bad Boy dreams about a good girl who is naughty for only him.
You know that one guy in your high school that has that 'I don't give a fuck' attitude? He drinks? Smokes? Wears a leather jacket like a badass? Maybe he even has a motorcycle...

Well I do.

His name is Ashton Reed.

He smokes, he drinks, he parties. He even wears the jacket and has the bike.

He was the bad boy.

Who had pretty eyes.

Who smelt like smoke.

Who tasted like rain.

Who talked like silver.

I didn't smoke, I didn't drink, I avoided parties and I obviously didn't rock that leather. I drove a simple red ford.

I was a good girl.

I was Spencer Drake.

We were total opposites. Two different people from two completely different worlds yet we each had a secret that was similar.

When fate decided to make Ashton show up at just the right moment we connected. He saved me and I wanted, in a way to save him. It was a really simple relationship.

He was my bad boy and I was his good yet broken girl.

Cliche, am I right?

Don't worry, this is a story worth reading.