How to be a Heartbreaker.

How to be a Heartbreaker.

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"So you used me?" He asked, his voice cracking at the end. I could literally hear my heart breaking. I was a bitch. A complete bitch. "You used me to make Nathan jealous?" "Yeah." I admitted, hanging my head in shame. Why should I deny it? There was no point. It was true. I did use him to make Nathan jealous but that was before I realized how amazing Reid actually was. Nathan was a jerk while Reid was the sweetest, funniest guy on the planet. "You're not even going to deny it?" He sounded shocked. I made the mistake of looking up at him. His beautiful eyes were glazed over, a sure sign that he was about to cry and it made me feel worse than anything knowing that I had caused it. "No. Just listen to me, though. Let me explain." I pleaded, attempting to grab his hands but he snatched them back and stuffed them into the pocket of his over-sized sweatshirt. "Explain what? It doesn't even matter, Avery. I don't want to talk to you anymore. Heck, I don't even want to look at you. You're a bitch." He hissed, turning around and walking out of my life. ~ They say the choices we make define who we are. So does that mean that I'm a terrible person? Am I truely awful because I decided to play with an innocent boy's heart? What a stupid question. Of course I'm a terrible, truely awful person for playing with an innocent boy's heart and just to get the attention of the biggest jerk in the world. I used him and I feel horrible about it. I never intended for it to go so far. I never intended to fall in love with Reid Casey, the nerdy little bookworm that actually had a great sense of humor and a heart-stopping smile but I did. Now he's gone though. I guess it's true what they say. You never know a good thing until it's gone. ~
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#1 Teen Fiction | #1 Young Adult | #1 Romance "We all need someone to drive us mad." - The Wombats. He stared arrogantly down at me, a smirk plastered across his face. I sneered up at him with distaste, wanting to wrap my fingers around his neck and strangle that smirk off of him. He brushed my golden hair from my face, his long, slender fingers sparking electricity in my skin, making my knees wobble together. "Will you ever, forgive me?" he whispered huskily, his eyes intently staring into mine. His face was only mere inches from me. I just needed to reach out a little further to kiss him... "Yeah. Over my dead body." I snapped, before throwing my arms out forcefully, shoving my hands into his chest, pushing him from me. -*-*-*- He, is Carter Williams. I, am Lacey Adams. We were once, inseparable. The 'Golden Couple'. The unbreakable best friends, that everybody envied. Nothing could get between us. A part from being tighter than white on rice, we updated our status from friends to being in a relationship, frequently. We were neighbours, which meant our families were all close and even co-owned houses around our town. This, all is, until the day of my sixteenth birthday. Everything changed. The loving relationship we shared, was severed and torn apart. I couldn't hardly stand to look at him any more, without spitting fire that is. Every day is torture being around him. He was in all my classes at school and the window in my room was even directly aligned with his. So, what happens? My mother's mum gets sick, so dad and her fly out. Just them. Leaving me to stay with Carter and his parents, who are never home. We would be alone. In one house. Under the same roof. If I was insane before, I have no idea what I am now. © 2016 by LaurenJ22. All rights reserved.

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