Breaking Bad

After spending her sophomore and junior year of high school in Paris, Skylar Delevigne decides to return to New York City for her senior year of high school. After getting her heart broken by a certain 'French Boy', a change of scenery doesn't seem like a bad option. 

However, what she doesn't anticipate is a drop-dead gorgeous badass in school who every girl wants to be with and who every guy is afraid of. Blake Kingston. A certain somebody who joined after Skylar left. A 'somebody' with his own fair share of secrets. 

So much for getting away from it all. 

Sometimes, love costs you. It's like slow poison, really. At least that's what Skylar thinks. So does Blake. Because what is love, really? 'Love' is chugging down a 1/5 of alcohol by yourself with everyone around you too busy cheering you on to notice how empty you had to be to do it it the first place. Love is infinite happiness. Love is infinite torture.

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"I told you to stay away from me. I-I can't deal with this again. I can't get my heart broken. Again. Because you know what? I can't afford to get worse. Sometimes I can't help but think that you never really have gotten your heart broken too. Cause a broken heart wouldn't put anyone else in the same position. It's something I wouldn't wish upon my worst enemies. And you know what, I think you should just let me be. Before I say something stupid. Something I'll regret. Something you'll regret."

* If you want to read this then be prepared for a hella sappy shit. Cause that's what I do best. NO hate please. That's rude and offensive and you shouldn't kill someone's self esteem by putting down their work and effort. It takes confidence to put yourself out there.*

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