Owning The Bad Boy

Owning The Bad Boy

  • WpView
    Reads 197
  • WpVote
    Votes 17
  • WpPart
    Parts 3
WpMetadataReadOngoing13m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Dec 17, 2015
"Let go of me." I yell kicking my legs and continuously hitting his back. "You are the most egotistical, vain, self-loving, narcissistic guy I've ever met." I yell as he drops me down. "Their all synonym." He remarks straightening his shirt. "Ugh." I scream "I hate you so much." "Well your no delight either." He states, "and you should be thanking me. What were you thinking getting drunk like that." He says angrily. "I was trying not to think." I declare, saying it quieter than expected. "Not think about what ?" The room stays silent as he looks at me with his blue eyes, waiting for a response. The next move caught me by suprize. "You." I then brought his lips to mine. ***
All Rights Reserved
#334
flirt
WpChevronRight
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • His Sunshine | ✓
  • When I Met You {English}
  • Love Still Finds A Way.
  • Zane Wilder
  • Little Sweet Dreamer
  • Mr.Bad boy
  • The Honest Liar
  • Keep Your Enemies Closer
  • The Bad Boy Is Obsessed With Me ✔️
  • Love over contract

She looks up at me, taking a step forward and smiling slightly, "How can I ever get hurt when I have you here to protect me?" "But you could have gotten hurt," I murmur softly, hanging my head and feeling my shoulders drop, the tension seeping from my body. "No. Stop," She cuts me off sternly but tenderly, "Don't talk like that, Reece. I'm okay, you're okay, we're okay," She speaks softly, reaching her hand up to gently brush her thumb over my cheek, just under the cut that's there. "We're okay," I repeat, taking a small step closer to her. She nods with a small smile, moving her hand down from my cheek and instead placing the palm of her hand on my chest, right over my heart. I know she can feel how fast my heart is beating. I just don't know why it's doing that. ~ Reece Carter is the bad boy of Northwood High. He smokes and he fights. He has countless tattoos covering his body. And he doesn't care about anything or anyone else. Layla Stevens is your average seventeen year-old girl, just trying to get through high school, with the friends she loves and doing the things she loves. When these two cross paths accidentally in an unusual way, they leave and never expect to speak to each other again. But fate has other plans. Layla finds her way into Reece's life and Reece doesn't know what to do about it. This ray of Sunshine suddenly meant something to him. She understood him when it seemed like no one else did. And he protected her from everyone who tried to hurt His Sunshine. Get ready for a story filled with bad pick-up lines, twin telepathy and a lot of fighting. Like, a LOT. Thanks for that one, Reece.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines