Whatever It Takes

​​I HAVE A BAD REPUTATION.

Call me what you want: Bad Boy Next Door. Trouble. That Kid Who Can’t Do Anything Right. 

When Willow moves into my neighborhood, nothing should have happened. She’s geeky. Shy. A true wallflower.

Willow is a good girl. 
Too good for me. 

And how the hell was I supposed to know that she’s related to Loren Hale--yeah, that douchebag celebrity that lives on my street. The same guy I've been pranking by spray painting vulgar words on his mailbox and worse. Much worse.

Don't ask me why I do the things I do. 
Don't ask me why it had to be her. 

I'm cursed. Simple as that. But here's the thing about people who are cursed--they break everything they touch. 

And yet. . .I still want to touch her. ​