You were deemed a “perfect” person. Straight A’s, an amazing relationship with everybody, and an amazing personality. That was until Harlow was in your life.

He would sneak you out your house at to eat out, drink or just hang out. You two usually had nothing to do anyway

Your parents didn’t like Harlow and you always told them you’d stop, but you found yourself driving on the freeway on the back of his motorcycle

“Back at it again ya’?” He said while going faster through the rain