Bad Boys Have Good Hearts

Bad Boys Have Good Hearts

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What happens if your first love broke your heart and left you to pick up the pieces? You start living in the school's library because you're overprotective big brother decides it's his duty to keep every single male away from you. So what happens when the timid library girls suddenly starts attracting the attention of the school's bad boy, who coincidently is your brother's best friend? You get bullied by your ex-boyfriend's new girlfriend who just so happens to be the bad boy's girldfriend's BFF. Add the ultimate bad boy who is actually on your side to mix and you get too many bad boys for a normal heart rate. Confused? So was I... But not anymore, I'm tired of being a push over! I'm Summer and never for the life of me would I have imagined that standing up for myself could get so complicated.
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I loved a boy. A boy with the prettiest smile and the messiest hair. A boy who made my heart race. A boy who never looked at me. Until one day... he did. And just like that, everything changed. It started with an art class. A random draw. His name in my hands. What was supposed to be a silly group project turned into late-night chats, endless laughter, and the kind of closeness I never thought I'd have with him. But life isn't always soft. It gets loud. Complicated. And somewhere along the way, we broke. Maybe we were too young. Maybe we weren't ready. Maybe... we were just never meant to last. This is the story of how I fell for him. How I lost him. And how maybe-just maybe-some people find their way back.

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