falling for him.
- Reads 23
- Votes 0
- Parts 2
Hi im Tori,Tori Blake im just a normal girl that has some problems and has to see a psychiatrist almost evey day. but what I didn't know was the schools it boy was here son and we would bend up toughter.
follow me through the ups and down of my life.
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
Different e.g.d
At school everyone tought I was the shy one but outside school i was one wild child... (Wrote this story a long time ago so read at your own risk)Complete
A Love Triangle (Jeff the KillerxreaderxTicci Toby)
I am a normal high school student. Sure, my parents aren't the best, but I manage. Everything was going great until two boys walked into my life.Complete
Some Things Do Change
I was late to class today. Like usual. No one knows why, and no one cares. I get straight A's, and I'm quiet. I have dirty blonde hair and light blue eyes, I'm about 5'6". I walked to my seat at the back of the classroom.Complete
Grayson my bully
I'm Danielle I live in LA. I have a okay life. I left homeschool to experience the high school feeling. So the first 2 day were good but after those two days I wanted to go back to home school.Complete![In Love with the Bad Boy [editing]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/4924674-256-k539831.jpg)
In Love with the Bad Boy [editing]
I'm Bella Brookes, your ordinary nerdy girl, who got bullied in school, who got called names, who cried all thanks to the bad boy. Until a day, when my family had to move. But eventually we come back to our hometown, wonderful isn't it? Now I have to survive from the charms of the bad boy....Greeeat... I'm Blake Miller, the bad boy. There are many girls who are after me, wanna know somebody who's also after me? The cops. Heh, not big news for me. One day the love of my life moves...sad, depressed, I decide to change so I could get over her. 4 years later, she comes back. Well let's go back to being the bad boy.Complete
School bus graveyard (Ben x reader) DISCONTINUED
"Help! Help!" I cried. I have no idea where I am or what are these running after me but I do know that I need to find somewhere to hide and I to find it fast. "Please somebody!" I pleaded out into the empty neighborhood; I know that screaming is only going to attract more monsters but I need help. "HEY OVER HERE!" I heard someone call out in the distance, I wasted no time and ran towards the voice that lead to a graveyard. "Hello?" I hollered, jumping back when a door I hadn't noticed in front of me begin to open. Before one of the monsters could have grabbed me I ran inside, coming face to face with 2 other people my age. "Who are you?" A girl with long braids and green eyes asked me. "My name.... My name is y/n." xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Disclaimer!!: School Bus Graveyard does not belong to me, neither do the charactersComplete
πΎπππππππ πΊππππ...
[πβ βππΈπππ πβπππ π½πβπβπΌβ βπππβπΌ + ππβπΌ πΌβππππ»πΌπ ππ½ πβπΌ ππΌπΉπππβ πΈβπΌ πππ] π±ππππ πΊπππ£. π°π ππππππππππ ππππ, πΈ'π ππππ. ππππ'π πππππππ. πππ'π πππ ππππ’ πππππππππ...ππ ππ πππ? π·πππππ ππππ ππ πππ πππππππ πππππππππ πππ ππ π π’ππππ, πππ ππππ πππππ πππ ππππ ππ‘ππππππ π ππ ππ ππππ πππππ πππππππππ ππππ πππ ππ ππ πππ ππππ πππππ. π½ππ ππ'π ππ ππ πππ ππ ππππ ππππ, πππππ πππ ππππ ππ‘πππππππππ. πΏπππ, πππ ππππ π ππππππ ππππππ ππ πππ ππ ππππ ππππ πππ ππ‘πππππ ππ... [ππππ€ ππ€ π ππππ π π πΉπ¦π€ πΎπ£ππ§ππͺππ£π π π πππ€ππ£π₯<π ππππππ€ ππ π£ π£ππππππ! βππ₯ππ πππ₯π¦π£π ππ π£ ππππ π£ ππ π£π πππ π₯ππ π ππππ€ππ πππ π§ππ πππππ.]
ππ«π¨π°π§π’π§π ππ§ πππ« ππ₯π¨π¨π
She's the new girl, ππ¨π©π‘π’π ππ¬ππ¨π« was a joyful child whose wings were clipped too soon. For every lesson she endured, every promise broken every soul she lost, she wears the consequences. Walls have ears, doors have eyes, and she learned too late to beware the man she thought she knew. She learned how it feels to be dead while still walking, to wear a heart that no longer beats and a soul that no longer feels, trapped in a home that seems perfect but hides a world of horrible cruelty. Her scarred mind locked on the boy she thought she could have. He was her greatest hello, her saddest goodbye, the biggest what if she will question all her life. She was the first person he showed his heart to and the reason no one would see it again. He gave her a weapon to destroy him deeply, hoping she would never use it, yet in her hands it felt destined to bruise it. ποΈ TRIGGER WARNINGS SHALL BE READποΈ Read to find out more
At school everyone tought I was the shy one but outside school i was one wild child... (Wrote this story a long time ago so read at your own risk)
More detailsContent Guidelines