88 Novel(s) Related To Holding Hands Quotes

Nang nasa may motor niya na kami huminto ako "Ano yan?" tanong ko habang tinitingnan ang kamay namin dalawa ngumiti naman ito "Holding hands" sabi niya "Bawal ba?" Tumango ako "Bawal" sagot ko "Bawal pala?" tanong niya "Nag half sex tayo kaninang madaling araw tapos bawal pala ito" "Grabee wag mo ng ipaalala yun!" sabi ko at sinuntok siyaaa

"The laughing one?" "The one who forgets to overthink when I'm around." I didn't answer right away. Instead, I just shifted closer without thinking too much about it. "Don't get used to it," I whispered. "Too late," he replied. Silence settled—but it wasn't heavy. It was warm. Comfortable. Like a pause from everything complicated. He didn't let go of my hand right away. Instead, he stayed there for a moment—just holding it like it was the most natural thing in the world, like he had been doing it all along and only now decided to notice.

Mabilis naman akong umikot para lapitan siya. "Your hand." I offered her my hand. "Kailangan ba talaga HHWW pa?" "HHWW?" kunot noong tanong ko. "Old school ka talaga, hindi mo alam ang trend ngayon? Holding hands while walking iyon." I pursed my lips to stop myself from smiling. Shootangina! Why can't I stop myself from smiling or laughing when I'm with her? Am I really starting to like her now? Seriously?

Nakakatawa na lang na maiisip ko ito in the middle of a conversation with at sa panahon at taon pa na ,na kung saan malapit na akong umalis. "Do you see me, as someone bad right now?"his expression change once again and i don't know why my mind and eyes will clearly made some moments to capture it.Ngumiti ako at tinignan ang kamay naming magkahawak.Something i know that a couple should do was to hold hands ,kiss,hug--things like that.Hindi ko pa na-sesearch kung pwede lang ba sa magkaibigan ang ganitong gawain ,but what if i like this?What if i like him doing this to me?Okay lang naman?Because we're friends.Nanatili din ang tingin niya sa kamay namin pero napangiti na siya no'n.

At habang tumatagal, the warmth of his hand has become comforting—silently telling her that as long as he was holding her hand, she doesn’t need to worry about anything. They held hands for a while. It was nice.

His hand was manly, tough and firm against the softness and vulnerability of mine. "I wanted to hold your hand like this too, everyday." Ani Zephaniah habang pinagmamasdan ang magkasiklop naming mga daliri. "I wanted to do a lot of things for you. Hold your hand in public, give you flowers, post photos of us on social media, go on dates anywhere..." The gentleness and sadness in his tone made my heart clench.

Pero masiyado yatang mahaba ang bias niya at agad niya akong nasundan. "I'll keep calling you wife, then," and he hold my hand and entertwined his fingers to mine. He entertwined our hands, not leaving any small space of our palms. Mahigpit ang pagkakahawak niya sa kamay ko na halos mapahinto ako sa paglalakad. What the shit is happening? I've hold other boys hands before but what is this?

Mapanuring tiningnan ang mga ito. “What does holding hands means?” Animo'y inang nag-uusisa si Hailey. Nagkatinginan si Miscy at Lance. Inakbayan ni Lance si Miscy at hinalikan sa pisngi bago sinabi, “What you wish for.” Napaawang ang labi ni Hailey, nanlaki ang mata at tumili. Umakto itong hihimatayin sa kilig. Gumuhit ang magandang ngiti sa labi ni Kitty at yinakap ang magkahawak-kamay ni Lance at Miscy.

Umiwas ako ng tingin at kaagad akong humiwalay sa yakap n'ya at kaagad s'yang hinawakan sa kamay n'ya inalog-alog ko iyon at kaagad ko namang naagaw ang atensyon n'ya. "Lucas" i worriedly said while looking at his eyes. Hinigpitan ko ang hawak sa kamay n'ya at kaagad s'yang hinila palayo ro'n. "Now i know that it feels great when there is someone that willing to hold your hand when you badly need it" wala sa sariling n'ya habang naglalakad kami tumigil ako sa paglalakad at humarap sa kan'ya.

"Okay. You can hold my hand." Inabot ko sa kanya yung kamay ko. Napangiti siya before holding my hand. A comforting warmth spreads through my fingers, and a subtle electric connection forms, creating an intimate moment of connection and affection. Time seems to slow down as I felt a sense of closeness and understanding between us, sparking a rush of emotions that can range from excitement to calm contentment. Pinagsiklop niya ang aming mga daliri na siyang ikinababaliw ng buong sistema ko.

Nakakailang man ay humawak na din ako sa kamay niya at sabay kaming humakbang dalawa. A few people that knows us looked at us with judgement. I swallowed hard as we cross the roads and felt a little bit uncomfortable while we hold hands. Riley is just holding my hands comfortably, smiling in contentment. While me? I'm worried, because the people around us are looking at us in a judgmental way, especially all my work mates.

He sat comfortably beside me and he even held my hand while we’re inside as if it was his usual doings whenever we’re together. I felt uncomfortable and at ease at the same time when I felt his thumb slowly caressing the back of my hand and my fingers. His gentleness makes my heart throbbed so hard and fast. But I didn’t say a word nor protest with what he’s doing, it’s fine for me. Even if it makes my heart go crazy.

Ang kanyang tanong ay tila umalingawngaw sa gitna ng katahimikan. "I was just worried you might stumble again, like before. Holding your hand might help you feel more secure and less afraid. But if you don't like it, I'm happy to let go—” His words declared his readiness to let go, but the hesitation in his tone clearly suggested otherwise.

He hold my hand again and interwined our fingers. "Let's holding hands until we reach the parking since the 10 minutes is not done yet" "Marami pang activities na hindi natin naitatry rito. Aalis na tayo agad?" Tanong ko kahit pa kabado na ako. "Oo dahil tapos na Cathy. Tapos na ang araw na ito" sagot niya bago hinila ang aking kamay paalis. Ako lang ba o sadyang iba ang kahulugan ng sinabi niya?

He just… was, and that was more than enough. At one point, we found ourselves sitting by a fountain in a small park, the sound of the water creating a soothing background to our conversation. I felt Ash’s hand brush against mine, and without thinking, I intertwined my fingers with his. His thumb rubbed over my hand in a comforting, almost absent gesture. “You know,” he started, his voice serious but gentle, “I was thinking today about how lucky I am. Not just because I’m with you, but because... I never thought I’d find someone who just gets me, you know?”

he intertwined his fingers to me. "What are you doing?!" I let go of his hands and threw it away. Sa harap niya mismo, pinisikan ko ng alcohol 'yong kamay kong hinawakan niya. Buti na lang talaga ay lagi akong may baon na alcohol sa bag. "I want my phone, not your filthy hand." "Hindi mo naman kasi nililinaw. Akala ko ang ibig sabihin no'n, gusto mo akong maka-holding hands-"

Emman lifted his hand, fingers hovering near her cheek but he stopped himself, fist clenching slightly as he pulled back. Alexie closed her eyes briefly, steadying herself. “Don’t,” she whispered not as a rejection, but as a reminder. He nodded, breath shaky. “I won’t.” Instead, she reached out slowly, deliberately and took his hand. Not pulling him closer. Not holding him back. Just…grounding. They stood like that for a few seconds hands linked, space intact, feelings unresolved. Then Alexie let go. “Good night, Emman,” she said softly. “Good night, Alexie.”

Will they succeed someday? “Please face one another and hold hands...” pakiusap ni Father na kapwa naman sinunod nina Veron Stacey at Ynzo Abraham. Ngayon ay magkaharap na sina Ynzo at Veron habang hawak-hawak ang kamay ng isa’t isa.

Upakan ko to. “Wala nga diba?”Di man lang na-appreciate yung paligid. “Wala nga. Gusto lang kita hilain. Holding hands.” Natigilan ako. Ganito ang holding-hands niya? “Holding hands ba ito?” “Yap.” Nang hinila na akong tuluyan at umakyat na nga kami sa kwarto. Hala kakarating lang niya, kwarto kaagad?

And now he's holding my hand so tight while we're leaving Rozzean's house--t-teka, saan kami pupunta? Pero hindi na nasagot ang tanong ko dahil bumaba ang mga mata ko dahil sa humihigpit na hawak ni Luther sa kamay ko. I could feel the weight of his grip on my hand, strong and firm, as if the moment he let go of his guard or loosen it, I might runaway from him again.