The Badboy's soft spot

The Badboy's soft spot

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BOYNEXTDOOR
~~CURRENTLY WORKING ON THE REWRITE~~ My name is Annabella Walker. I have 5 brothers. I know what you might be thinking how do you even survive with 5 brothers. I'm here to say it is always a rollercoaster but what happens when the school's bad boy moves in next door. I guess what I'm trying to say is my life just gets that much more interesting. -part from the story- Without thinking I stand up and head into Damon and Noah's room. I walk up to Damon and slightly shake his shoulder. "What's wrong?" He asks not opening his eyes." August is snoring too loud I can't sleep," I answer him. He doesn't ask any more questions just holds open the covers for me to get in. As soon as I'm in the bed Damon lays almost on top of me with his head in between my neck and shoulder. Knowing it's going to take me a few minutes to go back it sleep I slip my hand under Damon's shirt and start to scratch his back up and down. I hear a slight sigh in pleasure come from him and feel a light kiss on my neck not long after that I'm back asleep. RANKED #1 in badboynextdoor -1/25/21 ** Originally named " The story of Annabella Walker " **
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"Why aren't you scared?" I whine and he laughs. "Come on, you wouldn't dare hurt me with that. It's too risky, and I can get out of this easily, babe." I can tell he's smirking and it's sickening. "Oh yeah? Try." I say confidently and in one swift motion, he has me on the floor. He's now straddling me with both my hands above me and the knife in his hands, pressed lightly against my throat. This turns me on... "I...I stand corrected." I wheeze in laughter, ignoring the massive pain in my head. "Now can you be a nice guy and turn off the music and help me with this pain please?" "That's all I was waiting for, Doll." He smirks and gets off of me, setting the knife on the counter. I roll over, groaning as I make my way to the living room to lay on the couch. Liam Forte and Jasmine Galvin. Opposite, but similar in many ways. The difference? He's a player. Every school has one, and Liam is the one. Moving in to her house shortly after summer has officially started, Jasmine has to deal with the boy who will leave a permanent mark on her life. Kinda immature, I'm no grown ass woman. SLOWLY EDITING. DON'T SHOOT! Follow up: DONE EDITING. YOU MAY DROP YOUR WEAPONS! Follow up to the follow up: NOT REALLY DONE EDITING, BUT KEEP THE FIRE DOWN! I'M WRITING THE SECOND BOOK (the better one, in my opinion) SO MY TIME IS ATE UP.

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