the Badboy's crush

the Badboy's crush

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"Hanna!" Lily yelled. "Lily?" I asked. No response. "Lily!?" I asked again. Still no response. I ran outside to see my sister with laying on the ground. "Lily!" I yelled as I ran up to her. "Hanna...call the hospital.." Lily said calmly. As quickly as I could I grabbed my phone out of my pocket. I dialed the '911' and waited for them to answer. "911 what's your emergency?" "Hanna!" "Hanna! Wake up!" I quickly sit up and look at my mom standing next to my bed. "Yeah?" I ask. "You were having a bad dream again, we'rent you?" She asks me. I nod while having teary eyes. "It was about..l-lily" I say. "I know you miss her honey, and it has been a month since she left this world..and it's not easy for anyone, but we have to move on.." My mom says siting down on my bed ----- Meet Hanna jackson: a smart, pretty, blonde haired girl. No one really notices her around school. She's okay with that. Until she meets James Ryder: brown haired, cute and North Dale highschool's very own badboy
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I smiled at him but tears were starting to blur my vision together. "I hate you." His smile faltered and he looked taken back, "Not like that, Drake. I hate you because you make me cry. You're supposed to beat up the guys who make me cry, not be one of them." "But they are happy tears, right?" he clarified. I smiled and nodded my head, before gripping his shirt, pulling his body against mine. "I'll never make you cry because you're sad, understood? I'm never leaving you." I didn't respond this time, I just sat in his lap, holding his torso and he played with my hair. "I don't know if I can let you in yet Drake," I told him truthfully, the one thing I had been dreading telling him. "I know. But I'll never hurt you like the others have. I-"he cut himself off and took a deep breath. "Riley?" he moved me away from his shirt. I looked at him in the eyes and say an emotion. One I hadn't seen in a long time and one I haven't seen in his eyes before. "Can I kiss you?" __________________ Drake was the player of the school. Everyone knew his name. Riley was the nerd of the school. No one knew her name. Complete opposites but for some reason, opposites seemed to attract. Riley knew that Drake had a new girl every week, but she felt like she could change him. And maybe she could. Maybe she'd be different. *Based on a true story*

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