A Little Bit Of Love
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  • Parts 9
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  • Reads 161
  • Votes 11
  • Parts 9
  • Time 46m
Ongoing, First published Jun 12, 2018
"Can you turn down you music?" 

"Huh, what was that, I can't hear you"

"Ugh just turn down your music Jesus fucken Christ." 

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Madelaine had just moved across the country and everything has seemed to be different, the weather, the fashion and especially the boys. But one intrigued her more then others, and she was willing to get herself hurt in the process of healing him.

Ruben was your typical bad boy. He lived by player ways, a new girl by his side each week, hanging off his arms. But underneath all those lies there was truth and a girl wanting to discover that.

If she can heal him maybe she can heal herself.

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Not edited so please excuse any grammartical mistakes or errors

Started on 12/10/18
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She didn't reply and I felt her finger move across my skin, lower, and almost all the way down my lower back. A shiver coursed through my body, strangely pleasant, and I felt her finger stop. "Your tattoos are beautiful," she said softly. Too close. She was too close. My pulse was hammering and I could feel her cool breath against my skin when she spoke, and my body was warm from having felt her. I couldn't reply. My breathing was light and shaken. I wanted to just turn around and pull her against me, or rather put her against a wall, so I could kiss her and feel her more properly against me. If she touched me again, I wasn't sure that I could keep myself from doing just that. "I'm going to take a shower," I said suddenly in an attempt to escape. She didn't stop me, so I took that opportunity to walk away. When I reached the bathroom, I took a deep breath to steady myself as well as my pulse. Closing the door behind me, I ran a hand through my hair. She truly was a nightmare. A bad boy's worst nightmare was a girl that made him want to be a good one.