The Boy Who Never Talked

The Boy Who Never Talked

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I turned to face the figure who had joined me. He was stood boldly, his right hand in his front pocket. A boy. The boy, more specifically. The boy who abused his mother. The boy who has been arrested 22 times. The boy who killed his father because he wouldn't buy him a new iPhone. The boy who married his sister. The boy who is secretly from outer space and was adopted and forced to grow up human so he could destroy the world as we know it. The boy who never talked. Riley was the most popular girl in school, and there was no wonder why. She was gorgeous and had the personality to match up to it. She was outgoing, bubbly and talkative, but most of all she was caring. Liam, also known as LL, was the most hated guy in school-he didn't talk. Many rumours floated around about Liam but none of this ever had an effect on him. He was cold blooded, which repealed anyone in his path. Riley, however, was drawn to his mystery. Riley believes that everyone has some good in them, it's just buried deeper in some people. Though everyone knows that LL is different and can't be fixed. Can Riley break down his walls and finally get to see the real him?
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I smiled at him but tears were starting to blur my vision together. "I hate you." His smile faltered and he looked taken back, "Not like that, Drake. I hate you because you make me cry. You're supposed to beat up the guys who make me cry, not be one of them." "But they are happy tears, right?" he clarified. I smiled and nodded my head, before gripping his shirt, pulling his body against mine. "I'll never make you cry because you're sad, understood? I'm never leaving you." I didn't respond this time, I just sat in his lap, holding his torso and he played with my hair. "I don't know if I can let you in yet Drake," I told him truthfully, the one thing I had been dreading telling him. "I know. But I'll never hurt you like the others have. I-"he cut himself off and took a deep breath. "Riley?" he moved me away from his shirt. I looked at him in the eyes and say an emotion. One I hadn't seen in a long time and one I haven't seen in his eyes before. "Can I kiss you?" __________________ Drake was the player of the school. Everyone knew his name. Riley was the nerd of the school. No one knew her name. Complete opposites but for some reason, opposites seemed to attract. Riley knew that Drake had a new girl every week, but she felt like she could change him. And maybe she could. Maybe she'd be different. *Based on a true story*

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