I used to hate like him before I started hating him. I used to adore him before I started despising him. My anger filled me up that I already cried but I ended up needing, wanting, and loving him. How? Hah! Trust me, bad boys do it better.
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Ever since they were little, he has this confusion feelings towards to that innocent looking boy. Growing up, he didn't realize that he have already fallen for him.