The Bad Boy Is Not All Bad

"Sebastian, I know something is wrong." I said with a frown. "This isn't you."
"That is where you're wrong Lola this is me, this is the real me!" He yelled. "You don't even know me. We only played games together when we were children and told silly secrets to each other."
"Sebastian these past few weeks, I finally seen the real you."
"Yes you have the one who parties all night. All those times we were alone it was just an act. You're so pathetic and desperate. And that is the last time I want you to ever say my name."
I felt my heart break into so many pieces.
I know I saw the real him and I know it's wasn't an act.
And to be honest, he was not all that bad.