In Love With The Bad Boy

In Love With The Bad Boy

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Amelia Anderson (16 years old). Let me tell you something about her. You know that popular people that always look attractive, throw amazing parties and have a wonderful social life? Right, she's exactly the opposite. Everyone is considering her a nerd, and obviously she has that crush that will never like her back. She goes into her natal country for holiday and there she finds him. *** "I'm scared" I said when I pulled back from the kiss. "Why, babygurl?" He asked kissing me one more time. "You know, when we go back to England will be different, what if I lose you? What if your friends don't like me?" I was serious, looking into his eyes. I was actually scared, it was true, what are his friends going to say when they find out he's going out with a nerd like me. Bad boys don't go out with good girls, even if Jason wasn't a bad boy, for me he wasn't, but his reputation said something else. He was popular and cool, I was nerdy and unattractive. It was a big difference. ***
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I smiled at him but tears were starting to blur my vision together. "I hate you." His smile faltered and he looked taken back, "Not like that, Drake. I hate you because you make me cry. You're supposed to beat up the guys who make me cry, not be one of them." "But they are happy tears, right?" he clarified. I smiled and nodded my head, before gripping his shirt, pulling his body against mine. "I'll never make you cry because you're sad, understood? I'm never leaving you." I didn't respond this time, I just sat in his lap, holding his torso and he played with my hair. "I don't know if I can let you in yet Drake," I told him truthfully, the one thing I had been dreading telling him. "I know. But I'll never hurt you like the others have. I-"he cut himself off and took a deep breath. "Riley?" he moved me away from his shirt. I looked at him in the eyes and say an emotion. One I hadn't seen in a long time and one I haven't seen in his eyes before. "Can I kiss you?" __________________ Drake was the player of the school. Everyone knew his name. Riley was the nerd of the school. No one knew her name. Complete opposites but for some reason, opposites seemed to attract. Riley knew that Drake had a new girl every week, but she felt like she could change him. And maybe she could. Maybe she'd be different. *Based on a true story*

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