Guns And Roses

Guns And Roses

  • WpView
    LECTURES 78
  • WpVote
    Votes 2
  • WpPart
    Chapitres 1
WpMetadataReadEn cours d'écriture<5 mins
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication dim., août 24, 2014
I don't know what made me come to him of all people Maybe it was his smile or maybe it was just him In the mist of hiding from my fears I saw him Standing with a devious smirk on his face At that moment I knew that something was gonna happen between me and him I just wished he would've warned me before he brought me on his show. He made me laugh and he made me cry, sometimes he made me want to die. He taught me how to live and love along the way. It was like he was the gun, full of bullets waiting to rip through skin and take lives as every round fires. And I? Well I was like the sweet and innocent rose, when taken care of properly would show its beauty but if not taken care of at all it would wilt away and all of its beauty would be gone. I don't know what made me fall for a gang member like him I guess it was because he was different from the rest Or maybe he was the best out of all the others Out of all the others he was the honest man because he loved Guns and Roses.
Tous Droits Réservés
Rejoignez la plus grande communauté de conteursObtiens des recommandations personnalisées d'histoires, enregistre tes préférées dans ta bibliothèque, commente et vote pour développer ta communauté.
Illustration

Vous aimerez aussi

  • Ten Sins || #Wattys2015
  • [MC #4] Mafia's Angel
  • Perfect Storm
  • 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬
  • Her Capture, His Desire
  • Childhood Sweethearts
  • Our Little Secret (h.s.) // editing
  • YOU NEVER EXPECT
  • -Escape-
  • ...

"I'm a monster!" he shouted in my face, his veins popping out on his neck. I tried to hold my tears but failed, all these months of patience and anger caused my body to shake, my heart was pounding so loud in my chest that my blood was boiling in my veins. "No Harry! You're not a monster!" I cried out loud, my chest rising and falling from my heavy breathing. He clenched his jaw and fisted his palms and in seconds, he punched the wall that was behind me right next to me, making me gasp for air. All the anger that built inside me was now replaced by fear as his piercing green eyes turned to a darker shade. "How can you say that after what I did to you?" he hissed, his hot breath hitting my swollen lips, his nostrils flaring. I took a deep shakey breath before I parted my lips to answer him. "Because I can see through you, Harry. I can see your innocence."

Plus d’Infos
WpActionLinkDirectives de Contenu