The Bad Boy's Bet (On Hold)
Falling in love with a bad boy is like buying a pack of cigarettes. It already comes with a warning, and you've seen what it does to people, but you buy it anyway. And in that split-second decision, you know you'll end up falling in love with them because what they bring to you is addictive, and is like nothing else.
Loving a bad boy is like smoking a cigarette. You become addicted from the first smoke, and you get those immense cravings. Your body depends on them quickly, because nothing compares to them. But slowly, they begin to kill you. Then you try to quit, to forget everything about them and the pleasure they bring you, but you can't. Your body literally craves them. You stay strong for a couple days, but realize that possibly dying is worth it. You relapse, and take another smoke. Why? Because loving a bad boy is addictive. Because its dangerous and risky. Because you think you can survive. That you'll be the one exception.
But in the end, you end up dead. Dead and satisfied.