Bad Girl for the Bad Boy.

Bad Girl for the Bad Boy.

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“You’re just like the rest”, He whispered cockily in my ear, his dark blonde messed-up-sexily hair brushing in my face. “You want to change the bad boy into a good one”. He leaned back smugly, to judge my reaction. I did something I would do. I burst out laughing hysterically, pretending to wipe tears from my eyes. I dropped the sarcastic laugh just as suddenly as I had begun it and put on a serious façade. Reaching up on my tip-toes, I leaned on him to brush my lips against his ears. “I’m not like the rest you see. I’m a bad girl through and through. I wouldn’t change a bad boy to good unless I was getting paid for it.” I pulled back to smirk in his face, but a muscled arm snaked around my waist holding me in place. “I’ll pay you $1,000”, he said looking me in the eyes, his own ones challenging me to say ‘game on’. “Game on bitch”.
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"No! You don't walk away!" He stops me and turns me to face him. "Let go of me!" I snap back as I remove my wrist from his grasp. "What are you so damn afraid of?!" He yells. "You!" I finally admit. "I have never in my life felt this way about anybody. I have never even felt it from anyone. It fucking terrifies me and I know I sound crazy, but I don't know if I can accept this." I tell him while fighting back tears. "I'm terrified too. I don't know where we are going to be in five years, ten, or even fifty. But I do know I want to be with you. I don't want anybody else. I've never wanted someone so bad as much as I do you." He tells me as he holds my face and leans our foreheads touching. "I love you Evie." This story was inspired by one of my new favorite songs and I hope you like it, it'll be beautiful. :) This is a story will make you feel all raw emotions but trust me, I think you guys will enjoy the ride. :);) Hope you all give it a chance. :):) © Copyright 2019 All Rights Reserved

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