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The bad boy wants to help me ???

The bad boy wants to help me ???

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his jaw clenched eyes darkening as his eyes raked her body she tilted her head in confusion wondering as too why the shcools badboy-alexander- was at her front door realization hits her when she looks down at her cloaths she was preparing to go to bed so she was in nothing but shorts and a tank top blush covered her cheeks knowing this wasnt her usual attire she stuttered a few words " w-what a-are y-you doing h-here?" cursing herself for stuttering she looks back at him and her gaze meets his " would you let me in ir do you want to keep staring at me " he smirked his famous smirk that could make girls swoon at his feet , Victoria instantly turns red hesitantly steping away from the door and getting him in •••☆☆•••☆☆•••☆☆••• and that is the beginning of the love story between Alexander please do not discriminate my story it really hurts me
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A story, in which a typical teenage girl falls for the school's bad boy. Except, she's not that typical and he's not that much of a bad boy. *** "If I told you that I care about you, more than anyone in your life does, would you believe me?" He asked me, his jaw clenched. I could tell he was furious. Yet somehow, I wasn't scared of him. "No" I shook my head bravely. "If I told you,'' He tried again, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before continuing.''That you make me so fucking mad, I want to punch a fucking wall. What would you say?" He had me trapped now, my back painfully colliding with the wall behind me. I gasped at the impact, looking up into his icy grey eyes. They were cold, emotionless. As always. "Do it!" I dared him with the last ounce of courage I had left in me. The sound of his fist smashing through the wall right next to my head, made my ears ring for a brief moment. I opened my mouth to speak again, shaking slightly, only for him to pull away and leave me standing there alone. ____ !!Warning!! This story contains strong language, mature scenes, alcohol and drug consumption, and sensitive topics like - eating disorders, bullying, mental health, etc. ___ HIGHEST RANKINGS: 1st in #ed, 1st in #badboysgirl, 8th in #victim, 9th in #rehabilitation, 13th in #youngadult

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