A Time Called You Novels & Stories

Julian's steps stopped. A few seconds later he turned around, his expression darkening bit by bit. "Elena Hart." When he called me by my full name, there was always something in his voice that left no room for argument. "The date of an engagement party isn't something you can just move up because you feel like it." "The Sinclairs have a lot going on right now." "Carving out time for this party at all is already more than I owe you." He looked at me, his voice calm, and somehow that was more suffocating than any outburst.

It wasn't necessary cause I wasn't planning on running, not yet. It had been more than a week since I had travelled back in time. I missed technology terribly. I really wished I could hear to Taylor Swift right now. Ugh! At this point I'll be glad even if I saw a toaster. I looked around the room and saw my tools, notes and equipment scattered everywhere. I cleaned up the mess and hid it under the bed. I needed a break.

There's only one person I allow to call me by my last name, and that's only because he's stubborn and he'll do it just to get on my nerves. "I heard you're being a bridezilla today, but of whatever this is." Says the man who was supposed to be here a million hours ago already. "I told you it's an appreciation party." I don't know how many times I've explained this to him. "That's not a thing." Is today make Mia annoyed day? I swear to god, I will murder somebody. "Tristan, there's so much to do and I have absolutely zero time to entertain your bs today. Why the hell are you so late? What took you so long? I asked for you one thing!"

“God, now you are turning me on even by your voice...” “Haha, Chris. Shall I come over tonight?” I thought for a second. And that second was enough. “Of course” “Wait for me then...” “Yeah” “Mhm. By the way, what did you call me?” “I wanted to hear your voice” “Aishh you are so romantic. Well, show your romance tonight. I have work” “Look at me, I always have time for you and I also own a company” “I have time for you, dear, shall I come right now?”

Zia Stephanie's POV I felt like time begun to lose its meaning. The passage of time felt like it was heavenly distorted where space time worked into different scale on the other dimension. What should only be a few minutes seemed like I had endured dew hours and what might feel like small width of time could be extensive.

That’s one small mercy. “Well, we are here, on vacation, enjoying each other’s company, so I thought I would let you know that I appreciate you,” Time tells her, pulling her closer to his chest. “We have been together for many years now, and it’s not hard to forget to remind each other.”

"I'll then take my absence." I sat in my place and dropped the file on the desk and let out a sigh and started working. Then I remembered Nick and called him. He answered, "Hello?" "At 9, I guess." "What?" "You're the one who messaged me asking the time." "Ah! Yeah. I forgot. What time did you say?" "Around 9." "Okay. Do you want something to eat? I'll drop by some restaurant if you want any." "No. No. Um… buy me something sweet."

I won’t. But I picked up the phone anyway. Boldly. Stupidly. And opened the message. "Id." That’s it. That’s all his message said. Only one person calls me that. What a rude jerk. I chuckled to myself, shaking my head. Still the same Tycen. I glanced at the timestamp—6:50 p.m. I checked the time now—1:30 a.m. Damn. Why now? Why you? I typed: "Hey."

“Alright, I’ll ask him.” “Yey! You are the best couz in the world!” “When is that?” “Tomorrow”

“Enough with the talking. I said what I said. You better show up on time, seven sharp. Wear something nice.” Tut tut. And with that, the call ended.