Antes de perderte
- Reads 2,279
- Votes 172
- Parts 11
Porque llegue a tu vida con un solo propósito: usarte.
Enamorarme de ti nunca estuvo en los planes, pero dime ¿quién en su sano juicio se puede resistir a tus encantos?
Si perderte fue el precio de mis errores, jamás me hubiera acercado a ti de esa manera.
Pero te lastimé y me enamoré, y como estuvo predicho desde un principio: te perdí.
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
Resentment - (18+)
Re•sent•ment: The act of hating - no, loathing Justin Bieber. (Yes, I'm well aware that's not the actual definition, but it might as well be . . .) It's been ten years since we've seen each other and the feelings are still as strong. I'm not going to bore you with all the details of how our love was once intoxicating, consuming, and perfect. Because it was . . . until it wasn't. I've been fine without him. I haven't missed his cruelty, his coldness and his spite. And after the ugliest breakup in the history of breakups, I forced myself to move on. Year by year, the feelings I had for him slowly drifted away, but one encounter with him recently changed everything. One encounter made me realize how the heart doesn't forget, and how my mind is going to have to work overtime to make sure I never forget my definition of resentment. ----- NOT MY STORY full credit : N.LondonComplete
Take You ( Justin Bieber Fanfic. )
Y/N's life was a wreck. All that had happened in the past year was a cheating boyfriend, a dad who doesn't love her, a secret her dad won't tell about her missing mom, her current boyfriend leaving her for his seven month tour, and just rude and annoying people in general. She doesn't see the point of anything. Then there was Justin Bieber. All that happened in his past year was the best relationship he ever had, an ugly break up, death threats, crazed fans, his very quiet mother who he hadn't talk nor seen in forever, and an ex girlfriend who won't leave him alone till they are back together. He doesn't get it anymore. That is until they meet. Y/N has her heart set on her own boyfriend. Justin has his heart set on a new girl. But does Y/N's boyfriend feel the same? And does Y/N feel the same? "Y/N.. I want you to know.. I would do anything for you. I will take you wherever you want. I will be there forever. for you." [ © lcvemarch, 2013, cover is a certain chapter. ]Complete
The secret ➳ Justin Bieber
"Can you be completely fucking honest with me right now?" I questioned. Justin nodded. "What's this huge secret you're hiding from me? Huh?" I spat. Justin furrowed his eyebrows and I saw his jaw clench. "You were eavesdropping on my conversation?" He wondered, anger welling up in his eyes. "Yeah, I did. Now fucking tell me what's going on because I don't know how much more I can take!" I yelled. I saw his fists clench and he squeezed his eyes shut then reopened them. "I can't fucking tell you." He stated. I eyed him like he was crazy. At this moment, he was basically risking our relationship. "And why the hell not?" I asked. "Because, if I tell you..you'll leave me again and I don't think I can handle that again." He was now back to speaking softly. Cover by: drewsarianahComplete
Too Close for Comfort • jdb ( #wattys2016 )
• what if the one person you wanted the most in life, was the one person you couldn't have? • He sighs. "Mary, I'm not feeling sorry for you." He returns. "Oh yeah, than what exactly are you doing?" "I'm worrying about you. Because that's what people who care about each other do. They worry. " "Oh please, you don't worry about me," I mumble, the tiny bit of drunk in me making an appearance. "Because if you did, you would know." He knits his dark brows. "Know what?" Oh my god, here it comes. "Know.." I breath out. "..know what I want." His face softens a little. "Ok Mary, what exactly do you want?" I don't answer right away. But instead have a mental debate in my head. Are you sure you wanna do this? Are you sure you wanna risk everything, put everything on the line? In the end, it's a no brainer. "You." I finally answer. And with that, I smash my lips unto his. ○ a story in which a beautiful free spirited girl falls in love with her stepbrother ○ --- Based on the book Dollhouse By The Kardashians & the movie Clueless --- *** this is a rewrite of the story "Once Known as Icky" which is found on my old account @lexiarian. That story is not relevant and has no affiliation with this one. Most names have been changed (accept for Justin's, of course) and the events have been modified. --- CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE, SEXUAL CONTENT AND DEALS WITH TOPICS OF DRUG USE & SENSITIVE ISSUES. --- Copyright © 2015 by Lexi Arian All rights reserved. --- DO NOT STEAL, REPOST, OR USE AS YOUR OWN. IF I AM NOTIFIED OF ANYONE DOING SO, SHIT WILL GO DOWN.Complete
Arranged Marriage : j.b ✔
They were both forced into it. None of them wanted to it to happen but they had to..... They had to get married to each other against their will. They hated each other, or so they thought. But they didn't knew that they were meant to be. A Hotlinebleeng Creation™ All rights reserved® •••••••• Cover by me myself and IComplete
Something Like Fate
@ddlovato: so sad my bff had to leave me :( miss you already @selenagomez!!! be safe." I cried a little. I pushed "compose new tweet" and typed "@selenagomez: @ddlovato miss you too!! Bestfriendsforever #promise" I never did get a lot of RTs, or tweets toward me. I only had 200 followers. Gosh I was really unpopular. I turned my phone off, and cried myself to sleep all the way to L.A. This was gonna be a long drive. After my shower I got out, put on some black skinny jeans, a white v neck shirt, some black supras and a black snapback and tweeted @justinbieber: spending the day with my little sister (: #icecreamtime No later than a minute I had 50+ tweets, over 20 relpies saying "how cute," & "adorable". I have over 12,000 followers on twitter. I really am popular.Complete
Re•sent•ment: The act of hating - no, loathing Justin Bieber. (Yes, I'm well aware that's not the actual definition, but it might as well be . . .) It's been ten years since we've seen each other and the feelings are still as strong. I'm not going to bore you with all the details of how our love was once intoxicating, consuming, and perfect. Because it was . . . until it wasn't. I've been fine without him. I haven't missed his cruelty, his coldness and his spite. And after the ugliest breakup in the history of breakups, I forced myself to move on. Year by year, the feelings I had for him slowly drifted away, but one encounter with him recently changed everything. One encounter made me realize how the heart doesn't forget, and how my mind is going to have to work overtime to make sure I never forget my definition of resentment. ----- NOT MY STORY full credit : N.London
More detailsContent Guidelines