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The life of a girl with a bad boy

Chapter 5 05

Word Count: 1116    |    Released on: 28/04/2025

loses as he struggles to find the words to reply.

d and you are really starting t

astic, that for once in my life I was trying to be

ass will leave me the fuck alone because I want nothing to do with you, » he speaks to m

im, throwing out some witty comeback and storming off like the sassy hero

t-up pe

y something, anything, but then c

urn to be at a

tching me intently, his piercing gaze almo

mething stra

something entirely dif

pat

and grumpy all the

Maybe he's dealing with stuff. Maybe he's got some deep, tragic backstory t

now that I think about it, neither did he around school. Every time I'd seen him stalking the halls, there

ough. He probably wouldn

still want to s

y s

bad memories wash over me - memories I don't want

oying gnat buzzing in his ear, I decide right the

t fail

wo

lightly, not wanting to provoke

I feel. « But because I am living with you, we are going to have to get alo

hten up a little, feeling a tiny pi

ave to get along - or if not th

akes a li

e immediately. You give it space, offer some tuna from a distan

of confusion, like he wasn

d steps back, running a hand thro

tile movement - as my chance to

eps, re

nd casual as I rock back on my he

thread and maybe tell me something abo

me, his scowl deepen

ss o

okay

, Bronte. Ret

my brai

cours

raitorous organ - decides

. Don't say it. Do

ekily, the words tumbling out of my mout

rist's sa

rassing yourself, can you? Honestly,

d deserv

on, his mouth parting slightly like h

er: h

s not a romcom! He's not going to laugh and sweep me i

sly considering throwing

I blurt hastily, cheeks burni

to look back. I hear a low mutter behind me - probably him

oldier returning from the trench

at me, their conversati

ebrow. « Everything

I chirp, way too quickly, giving

mom looks that says this poor child

ediately busy myself with pretending to scroll thr

mpse of Blake stalking down the hallway to

en glance in

erything, I feel a weir

yeah, he

told me to crawl

stil

to be that ang

gh

re's more to Blake Kni

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