In life people have addictions of many drugs, alcohol, sex anything really can make you have an addiction. I never had one, never suffered from something that made me want it more the anything. It's almost surprising at 18 I have never craved something to an over extent but I haven't and being I have a parent that is both a drug addict and alcoholic it's even more surprising but I have been good about it.
Well I was good about it.
Being in high school I have had a pretty normal life. I am best friends with the head cheerleader, best friends with the shy tutor and fairly good friends with the punk, gothic artist/cheerleader. My life is just easy, go to school, go to cheerleading, and go to my house where I try to stay out of my father's way. Every day the same thing every day the same routine for years, and seven months ago it again all changed.
Seven months ago I went to a party and my life changed faster than I would have liked, well would have thought possible. Seven months ago I met him. He came crashing into my life like a freight train and since that day he hasn't left. I was not expecting him, not one bit and I wasn't expecting to fall for him, but I did and he become the one addiction I never want to get rid of.
He was the last person you would ever pair me up with; I mean I never would pair me up with him. His bad boy attitude, his chain smoking habit I hate, his moments of drinking too much and becoming the biggest ass in the world. He was gorgeous he was but he wasn't for me, I never would have put him with me.
An addiction is classified as the state of being enslaved to a habit or practice or to something that is psychologically or physically habit-forming, as narcotics, to such an extent that its cessation causes severe trauma.
And all that above describes him, all that from the top to the very last line. Lucas Scott flew into my life and made me want him like no other. He was like a slow forming addiction. He was like a craving that I never seem to get enough of and he changed me in ways I never thought I would. My body aches for his touch, his rough hands moving along every curve of me, it itches for him when he is near and cries for him when he's gone. My lips tingle with the feeling of his against mine and even when they're not I still feel them; I feel the smooth pink lips against mine. The taste of his cigarettes on his breath and the way my whole body seems to fit perfectly against his, everything about me it's perfectly against his.
I try to stay away, I know being with the brooding bad boy is wrong but I can't stop it. I can't control it, I need him, I want him, and I'm addicted to him.
This is just a small preview to a new story I am thinking about starting. This is such a very short preview of it but I wanted all your opinions on it ahead. I know I have so many stories going on but I can't help that I have severe writers block on them and though its slow I will update. I plan on finishing all. Just this one has been stuck in my head and I can't get it out so that is my reason and I'm sticking to it hehe!!
This story will be pretty different then my others but still the good old Brucas so YAY!!!
Please review and let me know if you all want an update or just want me to stop haha