Playing with Fire

Playing with Fire

  • WpView
    Reads 67
  • WpVote
    Votes 1
  • WpPart
    Parts 11
WpMetadataReadOngoing55m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Jun 29, 2017
WpInfo
Fiction
Romance
He was the typical, cliche "bad boy", always messed around with girls and, of course, he was the hottest guy in the school. His name is Keegan Lane. She wasn't the typical girl. She started a new school for a new start. She didn't like being messed with. She didn't even like talking to anyone, so she didn't have much friends. She sticks out like a sore thumb in this new town. Her name is Jessie Harper. He didn't care to even pay attention to her until he finds her unexpectedly one day. Every feeling he had has changes toward her but it draws her farther. He calls it love, she tells him its playing with fire and he will get burned... Will he every understand? Will her figure out her story? Or will she forever hide the truth?
All Rights Reserved
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 Slut Of The Week || Wattys 2016
  • Is loving a BAD BOY wrong?
  • The Bad Boys Exception
  • The Player and the Nobody
  • The Golden Boys Secrets
  • Every Good Girl Needs A Bad Boy
  • Mr. Bad Boy Saw Me Naked
  • The bad boy (Taylor Caniff fan fic)
  • The New Girl And The Bad Boy

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*

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines