She was a good girl.
She was polite.
She was humble.
She was extremely beautiful.
She studied hard.
She didn't drink.
She was completely genuine.
She would curl up with an good book every night and be completely content.
She had a past that always tended to follow her around wherever she went.
She wasn't as strong and resilient as she made herself out to be.
Her name was Emily Collins.
He was a bad boy.
He was impulsive.
He was arrogant and cocky.
He was extremely good looking.
He raced.
He drunk alcohol.
He was a complete player.
He would go to a different party every night.
He had a past that always tended to follow him around wherever he went.
He wasn't as bold and confident as he made himself out to be.
His name was Aiden Black.
When Emily moves back to her hometown to be with her best friend and cousin she doesn't expect to be window neighbours with Pearlacre highs biggest heart ache.
She definitely didn't expect the late night conversations and the events that always seemed to throw herself and Aiden together or the strange feelings she had soon developed for him.
Emily was the epitome of a good girl. Aiden was the epitome of a bad boy.
Fate has a funny way of doing things, well that is only if you believe in fate.
And they say opposites attract
Maybe Emily is just like any other girl
Maybe Aiden plans to use her for his own benefit and then throw her away like so many other girls before her
Or maybe she's the Bad Boys Exception....
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Please be warned that this is an extremely slow building story (more so than you think)!! Feel free to DM me at anytime to ask any questions or even just have a chat!! :)))