Another rl Story :3

Edit: Another rl story, but this one is not sad :) Also, found it in the same playlist :>

Made by:VALENTINE LY

Story time that happened with me with the "bad guy" at school *LONG*:

Okay just as you expect every girl wanted him, well, *almost every girl*. He was tall, tanned skin, long black hair that covered his hazel eyes when he didn't rake his hair back, and tattoo sleeves on other sides of his arms. Me and a few other girls didn't care for him because the fact that he was so sought after made us not even want to give him any type of attention.

Anyways, we had math class together. I'm not the "quiet girl" or anything, in fact I was viewed as one of the well known girls among the boys at my school but it wasn't all that great. They overly sexualized me and only liked me for my appearance and body. Well, I had caught him staring at me a few times in class while I was messing around with my friends and laughing loudly, I didn't care of course and just continued to get off-track with my friends and just click through snapchat. Well one day I had caught him staring at me for longer than usual and I decided to smile since I was feeling nice toward men that day. He proceeded to ask for my snapchat and I just gave it to him.

We texted back and forth for hours at a time almost every day, and when I left him on read he would double text me and say "Read?". I thought that it was kinda funny how he actually cared I left him on read, since I assumed he was texting other girls at the same time just to boost his ego. But one day, the texting just stopped. I was sad for a little bit since we actually had fun convos and I smiled a lot, but what did I expect? Just another fuck boy.

One day I had a mental break down for almost an hour in the bathroom because my depression had came back to play again, and the F on my math test I had studied for triggered the break down. I had decided I would just skip two more of my classes because I knew I hadn't gained control over my emotions just yet. I swear everything around my was colored gray as I wandered around the empty halls, making sure no one saw me skipping class and tried to write me up for a detention.

I saw him walk around the corner, nonchalantly sipping his can of sprite and scrolling on his phone. He looked up and saw me, grinning and saying "Why aren't you in class, miss (my last name)?". I glared at him, feeling anger boil in my chest because he was trying to act like he hadn't just ghosted me. It shouldn't have bothered me as much as it should, but at the time people were leaving me left and right and doing me dirty (I'm getting emotion remembering all the nights I cried because people just kept hurting me). I told him to not say shit to me and to go tease his other bitches.

I guess he thought that I was joking because he started to tease *me*, thinking that I would bring back the same energy. Every time I tried to walk past him, he would step in front of me, blocking my way and spewing out some comedic words. I don't know what exactly triggered me but I had found myself cussing him out, letting out my pent up anger on him and accidentally telling him what people have been doing to me. I told him if he thought he could take advantage of me and do the same then just fuck off out of my life because I've had enough. I think I had started crying or something because I had found myself being hugged in his arms, and we stayed like that for a good ten minutes until I had calmed down my breathing and heart beat. He told me he knew he could be a piece of shit at times but he'd never treat me like the others did.

After that whole situation I had understood him better; he did all of those bad things (smoking, drinking, edibles) and all that fighting because it somehow relieved "stress" from his insanely toxic family situation. Everything he did was to get his mind off the issues in his personal life, and having some mischievous fun was his escape. Once we started dated he would drag me along with him on his antics, racing random cars in the street, getting us kicked out of Walmart, and even bothering strangers for fun I could see when he liked it, he liked the rush and the way his heart raced after doing something that could get him in trouble. It made him feel alive and free from all the hardships and struggles.

Bad boys aren't as bad as people make them seem. They just like to have fun in their own ways.

AND LAST BUT LEAST, THIS COMMENT!!

VALENTINE LY:

Damn this is long-

wydstepsis:

Please tell me you guys are still dating or have gotten back together. You sound perfect together.

VALENTINE LY:

@wydstepsis We are :)