Learn to Love the Ride

He was nothing like me. We were polar opposites. I was the good girl and he was the roughed up "bad" boy. Isn't that how the story always went? The good girl and the bad boy hook up and it all turns to catastrophe? Well, first comes love then comes catastrophe.
Before the catastrophe everything was perfect. The kisses were perfect, the hugs were just tight enough, the sex was magical and the conversation was just as stimulating. It was pure bliss. It was all so perfect.
Where did we go wrong?

I don't own Matt Nicholls, the Nicholls family or Bring Me the Horizon. I do, however, own the original characters and the plot line.