The Bad Boys Like Me

The Bad Boys Like Me

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"You're so beautiful. I-I can't even describe it in words. You may think you're ugly but you're not. And when you look at me, everything else just fades away and I can only feel, see and touch you..." he cups my faces in his hands, "what are you doing to me Chelsea?" "I'm smiling because of you. You make me smile. You know, whenever I come to school, the first thing I look for is you. Because I know that if I've got you... then everything will be alright," he leans closer, "I love you Chelsea." "I've always liked you. Maybe I didn't show it but it's true. Your frizzy hair, your braced smile, your spotty face... everything. You were perfect. Heck. You are perfect, and you're delusional to not believe that. From the root of your hair to your very last toe, I think you're perfect and more," he hugs me even tighter, "Chelsea you're amazing... don't you see that?" ~*~ Three boys. One girl. Who do I choose?
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She's rich, the perfect student, and graduating early. He's a heathen, a heartbreaker, and well he may never graduate... These all might be true, but with every fact, there is a detail to be explained. When people can be seen below the surface of their persona your whole view of them and their lives change. Axel thinks he's a hardass, huh? Well so does Victoria. So which one knows - How to Steal a Heart? ╰┈➤ a taste "I'm a mess," I shake my head, "Apparently a mess only you can see," "Only because I'm looking," He gestures to his eyes. "I see you, there's nothing wrong with seeing you." I completely shift myself to look at Axel. I sat in front of him as he looked down at me. This is the Axel that has me wrapped around his finger. Not the fighter, not the bad boy. The compassionate, well-spoken, devoted, Axel Stone that is sitting in front of me. So when the story comes out of my inevitable demise - know that it was Axel Stone's words that slain me. Not his persona or his larger-than-life muscles -even though those are very nice- it was the way he cared for me. The way he set a fire in my soul, a flame to my heart. The way he anchored me.

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