Ps. I love you. [Markle]

Maya Hart. Good Girl.

Farkle Minkus. Bad Boy.

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"You're a good girl, huh?" He says with a smirk and mischief in his eyes.

I leaned against the lockers, "So I've heard."

"Okay then, Ms. Good Girl." He runs his hand through his hair before continuing. "Let's play a game."

I furrowed my eyebrows, "What game?"

"Let's sweet talk. Let's play fights. Let's talk 24/7. Let's tell each other good morning and good night every day. Let's take walks together. Let's give each other nicknames. Let's hang out with each other's friends. Let's go on dates. Let's talk on the phone all night long. Let's hold hands. Let's kiss and hug."

I raised my eyebrow, "Then what?"

He smirks, "Whoever falls in love first...loses."

He stick out his hand for me to shake.

I look at his hand. "Deal?" I grab it and we chake hands.

"Deal."

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A story about a rich, hot player and a broken, sweet good girl who starts a game of love. They're going to do everything couples do and whoever falls in love first, loses.

But what exactly happens when you play a game with love?

Does the arrow you shoot hit the one you aimed for...or does it backfire?

{GMW fanfiction}