7 Minutes Fanfic Eren Novels & Stories

I wanted to reach for her but retracted my hand back. She crooked her brow,slowly standing to her feet as the rain subsided.“ You want to explain how you played two women ?" I let out a low breath.“ It's not how it seems." She shook her head.“ I can't do this with you ,Eren. I don't want to see you anymore,I hate you." I flinched at her last words,my heart breaking into too many tiny pieces.“Wait…Elle….” Slowly she stepped back and away from me.“ We were a couple for only a week."

He only sat there, pretending to read, eyes occasionally flicking to me like he was etching me into memory. By the time Lera left, muttering under her breath about people who thought they were moving to the moon, I was exhausted. My room looked like a battlefield, clothes everywhere, my dignity in tatters, Lucan’s laughter echoing in the back of my mind. I was ready to collapse when a small voice piped up at the door. “Mommy?” I turned. Eren stood there, all curls and sleepy eyes, hugging his little toy wolf to his chest. He was only four, but he already had the art of making my heart squeeze into a lump the size of a walnut.

I looked at the man that I had been in a relationship with for seven years and silently disapproved of his friends’ conversation. Jeremy seemed to read my thoughts. He pinched my cheek and said lovingly, “Let’s get married after I win this bet.” Right outside the door, something dropped and hit the ground with a thud. It was Bailey Scott. Her face was pale as she turned around and ran away. Jeremy, who had been so gentle to me just a moment ago, chased after Bailey. His fingernail brushed my cheek and left a small cut. Everyone looked at me, Jeremy’s official girlfriend, with mockery.

"I am your old brother, Malik. Yes, even though our ages are only seven minutes apart. But I'm still your old brother. I was so moved when you came and said you wanted to talk to me. Is this about romance? Do you have a crush on a girl?" My cheeks turned red, and I felt hot. I averted my gaze from Eren. What the hell is he? Eren burst out laughing. "So it's true? It's about a girl? OK, I'll be more serious now. You are free to ask for my opinion and suggestions. I'm quite experienced in handling line girls. You've come to the right place, Malik." I jumped at him and covered Eren's mouth with a pillow until he rolled off the chair. You rancid son of a bitch! I regret coming there.

He spread his hands across the bed to find the closest pillow, and when he did, he drew it nearer and put his head on it. If she could figure out a way to give him what he wanted, Rory was willing to give it another shot. She had felt something as a result of the change in Eren's face. She experienced a feeling that she couldn't describe to herself. Sadness, perhaps? Or resentment that he wasn't able to go anywhere he wanted to go? She couldn't even answer the questions she was asking herself.