Dangerous One.

prologue.

Bad news is what they would call him. Somone to steer clear of and never get involved with.

The thing is, he sucked me in. Was it his good looks? His bad boy aura? Or was it because he was going to be someone I was never going to have?
I don't know.

All I know is that there was just something about him. I honestly couldn't pin point what.

And what made him even approach me in the first place? These questions I could never get off my mind. I would try to ask him, but he'd kind of manipulate my thinking and turn it around, basically ask why I was thinking that.

Other than the rumours, his looks and how people disliked him. I got to know him, really well.
He has so much information in that brain of his, and it surprised me how intellectual he is. He's a lot smarter than I am, sometimes that scares me and other times it facinates me.

I better stop talking about how good he seems to be, huh?

Don't get me wrong, he was... a certain kind of person. I wouldn't describe him as evil, he's a little less that that.

I'd say dangerous.

And I'd do anything to take back ever knowing him.