500 Days Of Summer Movie Script Novels & Stories

She looked up, caught me smiling, and smiled. That was it. That was the moment I was done for. Twenty one years old and this is what my life had become. Locked in my room on the first week of summer, curtains drawn, laptop open, completely feral over a woman I could never have. Dad was at work. Laura was somewhere in the house being loud about it. And Nicole was always the problem.

She came in and sat in the chair across from me, reaching across the desk for me to take it, which I did. "Sofia... I hate seeing you like this," she whispered. Kathe's whisper broke the noise in my head, softer than the endless scrolling, but sharper than I wanted to admit. I forced a smile, fragile and fleeting. "It's just... it's too much. Twenty days isn't that long." Kathe leaned forward, her hand still on mine. "It's not just the wedding, is it?"

And she has known her since they were nine. “This has got to be your best summer yet. By the end of DESC, it will be double the elation because our lives would be different. You would be in love with an amazing woman and would no longer have to worry about the bills.” On that note, Liz took Colleen’s hand. “And what about you?” “Well, I wouldn’t have cranky landlords threatening to throw me out every single day of the week. ‘You get down here with my money Caddell, otherwise, I am coming up there to drag you out of my compound!’" Colleen mimicked her all and frustrating landlord.

I spit out not giving any room for her to think over my words. Summer stands from the chair and her petite height makes her head to be on my chest. She is ridiculously short. What she does next takes the breath away from my lungs. Summer climbs on my legs and using her hands to grab my shoulder, she stands on her tiptoes. This makes her come to my face and she is so close that I smell her jasmine fragrance. So natural. "The only line I would be crossing in the next ninety days is a personal one," she blurts out.

“I spat too many lies to you. I know my apologies wouldn’t be enough so I promise, once you come back… I’ll introduce you to our daughter. I’ll let you meet her, I’m sure you’re gonna be an amazing father. So you have to wake up, okay? Please, just please… even if not for me but for our child. You’re fucking required to wake up, Cameron! And we’ll be waiting for you here…” I took his hand and brought it to my lips to plant a soft promising kiss. “I love you...” I hope I can say it again to you someday, in a different situation, with your eyes open and ears all on me. It all happened in summer season. We stumbled, bruised ourselves and embraced agony but life must go on. Especially because af

The golden evening sun was peeking through her window as she slowly opened her eyes and sat up. At that moment, she could hear a string of footsteps nearing her room. Daisy was furious as she walked towards her. She tossed the divorce paper in her face and asked, “What is this? You better explain yourself, Summer Hart.” ‘She sure found out fast.’ Summer averted her gaze as she spoke softly, “It’s exactly like how you see it, mom.”

******* DAYS LATER Audrey sat in her office as she went through the files of the new members they were planning to employ, she sighed repeatedly as she tried her best to focus on work. It's been a week already and still, she hasn't heard from Damien, not even Clyde or Chloe, he really did leave her. She has cried her eyes out and she is tired of crying, there is nothing she can do about it, she remembered him promising he would pick her up himself once its the third day and tears streamed down her eyes, he should have just told her he really wanted to let her go. “He broke the contract.” She muttered and sniffed. The door to her office suddenly opened and she hurriedly wiped her tears, her

"Heather, I'm so lucky to have you." In the past, Heather would have blushed under the intensity of his gaze, her heart racing. But now, her expression remained calm. She avoided his gaze and felt no flicker of emotion in her chest. Mitchell leaned in to kiss her, but she subtly turned her head, sidestepping him. "Let's go. We're running late," she said. As she picked up her phone, Mitchell's mind returned to the countdown he'd glimpsed earlier. His brow furrowed as he spoke, "I saw a countdown on your phone—seven days. What's it about?"

RAMON 60 Days. 60 Days To make her fall Inlove. To marry her. And then finally, To kill her. The boss assigned me to her. She was my fifth assignment. And then I met her, and she was so fucking beautiful. So fucking perfect. Her dark eyes, her massive dark hair, her curves, her flawless skin... And I was supposed to kill her? I knew this was going to be hard. But what I didn't know, is how hard I would fall for her as each day passed.

“I mean that, today is a work free day, we both have been working all through the week, so my thought is to make the weekend lively for one another.“ Dapo said in a defense tone. “By going to a party and Cinema House.” Bisola said screaming on top of her voice. She moved closer to Dapo. “Isn’t it obvious what you meant with me?” “I meant nothing that what I said.” Dapo said just like a Mafia King, he turned around and walked back to the car. “Maybe I am the one at fault here, you can go back to your home alone, I will dropped you.” He said and opened the car door.