Midnight intoxication

It was raining hard that night. For once I didn't find the beauty in the night, the calmness in the wind, the comfort in the rain, I felt detached.

He pushed me back and held my chin and made me look at those hazel eyes, those cursed hazel eyes, and said, " what do you think this is? A cliche love story? Nah love, this a modern love story, and trust me, it doesn't have a happy ever after."

A ride full of happiness, heartbreak, love, surprise, excitement.

Your cliche bad boy and good girl story? No. Read more to find out