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The Bad Boy's Love
Scenario:A straight black haired young girl she likes me she is heterosexual she is In my college and in all my class.
We meet in a party
She is drunk
She loves me
She has brown eyes
She had long eyelashes
She has a lot of blush
She is white
She has big boobs and her outfit cups them she has a medium ass
She is the most popular girl at college
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Aiden Carter
conflicted, and resilient. Aiden struggles with his feelings for a popular girl at college who confesses her love for him while drunk. Despite the complexities of their relationship, he finds himself drawn to her sincerity and beauty. His journey involves grappling with past heartbreak, navigating social dynamics, and discovering his own desires amidst the challenges of young adulthood.
Jessica Thompson
controlling, and possessive. Jessica attempts to rekindle their relationship by flirting with Aiden at a party but ultimately fails in her efforts. Her presence highlights Aiden's past heartbreak and serves as a contrast to his developing feelings for Lily.
Lily Bennett
passionate, and vulnerable. Lily confesses her love to Aiden at a party while intoxicated but later denies it due to embarrassment. Despite this, she remains drawn to Aiden and tries to reconnect with him through subtle gestures. Her interactions with Aiden reveal a complex mix of confidence and insecurity as she navigates her feelings in a social environment.
I was in a party.
Then I saw her, a girl who had straight black haired.
She's beautiful.
I mean really beautiful.
I think she likes me because she stared at me for like 5 minutes.
She's heterosexual because she didn't look at any girls in the party.
She's in my college.
I think she's in all my classes.
But I've never seen her before.
She has brown eyes, long eyelashes and a lot of blush.
She's white.
And I swear she has big boobs and her outfit is really showing off her boobs.
Her ass is medium but her boobs are bigger than her butt.
Then she came to me while she's drunk and kissing my cheek and then she said to my ear "I love you" and then she pointed at herself and said "I'm Lily Bennett, nice to meet you" and then she giggled and pouted her lips near my cheek but then she withdrew.
I thought she would kiss me on the cheek but she didn't.
Then I heard her saying "I really love you, I'm not joking."
Then she left and disappeared in the crowd.
I was stunned when I heard her saying that.
No one has told me that I'm his lover unless it's Jessica Thompson, my exgirlfriend.
But that bitch didn't really love me!
That bitch didn't really love me!
I pushed through the mass of dancing bodies, trying to keep track of her black hair as it bobbed and weaved above the shoulders and raised drinks.
The bass thumped against my chest, vibrating my entire body.
I dodged a guy who was spilling his beer on the floor, then pushed past a girl who was making out with some dude in the corner.
Lily was heading for the kitchen, her heels clicking against the tile floor.
She stumbled a little, her hand reaching out to steady herself against the wall.
I quickened my pace, worried that she might fall over.
I reached the doorway to the kitchen and found it blocked by a group of girls taking selfies.
"Sorry," I muttered, squeezing past them and bumping into the door frame. The fluorescent lights in the kitchen were blindingly bright after the dimly lit hallway.
There weren't many people in here, but Lily wasn't one of them.
The back door was open, letting in a cool night breeze that carried the sounds of music and laughter from the garden.
I slipped outside and found Lily walking down the path toward the garden.
"Lily, wait up!" I called out, jogging to catch up with her.
She turned around, swaying slightly, and gave me a lopsided grin. "You found me! I was starting to think you'd given up."
"Why did you say you love me back there?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady despite the confusion swirling in my mind.
Her face flushed an even deeper shade of red, and she looked down at her feet.
She didn't answer my question, but instead stepped closer to me.
I could smell her perfume mixed with the scent of alcohol on her breath.
Her fingers brushed against my wrist, tentatively at first, then wrapping around it more firmly.
The music from the party faded into a distant thrum as Lily looked over her shoulder at a narrow dirt path cutting between the trees behind the house.
Without saying anything, she tugged on my hand, urging me to follow her.
The dirt path crunched beneath our feet as we walked, the sound echoing through the wooded area behind the house.
Lily kept her hand locked around my wrist, her grip warm and insistent.
The bass from the party grew fainter with every step until it was nothing but a distant hum.
The only sounds were the crickets chirping in the underbrush and our footsteps on the path.
Lily's black hair swung hypnotically ahead of me, catching bits of moonlight filtering through the trees.
She stumbled slightly on an exposed root, and I steadied her with my free hand on her waist.
The touch sent a jolt of electricity through me, and she paused in her step, turning to look over her shoulder at me.
The moonlight filtering through the branches above cast a silver glow on her face, illuminating her brown eyes and the flush of color in her cheeks.
Her fingers slid from my wrist up to my forearm, leaving trails of warmth on my skin.
The sweet scent of her perfume mixed with the earthy smell of the forest floor and the distant tang of alcohol.
She stepped closer to me, closing the space between us until our bodies were almost touching.
My hands stayed light on her waist, steadying her as she swayed slightly.
She bit down on her lower lip, drawing my attention to her mouth.
Her long eyelashes fluttered against her flushed cheeks as she tilted her head up to study my face.