The One I Want

I never intended to fall in love. This girl had goals and guys were an unwelcome distraction. Until I met Garrick, my sophomore year of college, and he blasted through the walls I kept around my heart, tearing them down. He knew what he wanted, and he wanted . Falling hard and fast, I experienced the rollercoaster highs and lows of first love. Until life threw us a curveball, and everything flipped overnight. Stuck in a limbo state, I was falling apart while trying to be strong for my boyfriend. Then entered my life. The hot, slightly older guy who looked like a cross between a tatted biker and a billionaire businessman. Beck understood me, and our situation, in a way no one else could. As a friend, he held me together and helped to piece back the shredded fragments of my heart. I didn't mean to fall in love with him-it just happened. No one understands, least of all me. Now my heart is split in two, and I don't know what to do. Is my first love my one true love? Or do I belong with the man who brought me to life?