Playing Games (Nash Grier)

I remember that it made me angry, looking at him made me angry, I don’t know why, maybe it had to do with me or with him, I don’t know if it was because of the fact that I had just been played by the player or the fact that I honestly thought he was changing. I knew his world moved too fast, and I was just a girl he had at his hometown, Nash always seemed to find a way to catch girls attraction, I don’t know if it was his electrical blue eyes, his smile or just the way he looks at you, and let me tell you, he looks at you like if you had already kissed and it was the best kiss he has ever had, but then you get to know him, and you know certain little things about him, and you realize that he isn’t just the looks, he had the whole package, he was smart, funny, lovely, and caring, he was everything you could have ever hoped for, and he was the kind of guy you wanted to bring home to your parents, but there was only one problem about him, he wasn’t perfect, nobody is, and the worst thing he had? He was a player, and I thought I could play better, but I was wrong, this ended up as a fatal attraction.