Accidentally falling in love Novels & Stories

he said again After a minute of stares, he reach to open the front seat door for her and watch her get in reluctantly First mission accomplished easily, now the second part would be easy. ~ "Just a ride won't hurt" Yasmin assured herself as she get in and try to relax with him. The drive start and she wish it would end soon as awkward air flow between them. Ten minutes to the ride, they got into a little accident and the car jerk back and forth simultaneously Yasmin gasp in shock at the sudden accident and when she recover she glance to see what they hit "Is it a person?" She asked out of fear

“No, I don’t think so. She could have gotten help anywhere. It was just an added bonus of being with me I guess.” “So what happened?” “I fell in love with her,” I said, dropping her gaze. “I thought it was mutual. We spent all our time together. So much so that my own grades started dropping. I would have done anything for her—she was all I thought about. I was sure we’d get married, live happily ever after like my parents . . .” I trailed off, realizing how much of myself I’d just exposed. But when I lifted my eyes to Hannah’s ready for the judgment there, ready to feel the humiliation sift back through my guts, it didn’t come. Hannah’s face was soft, sympathetic, as if she was hurt for me,

The old lady continued while the girl began to pout, unsure how to win back her boyfriend's heart so that he wouldn't be angry with her. "How can I win his heart again?" she asked, a sigh in the air heard by the old lady. "Do you want to reclaim his affection?" the old lady asked, turning to her, "Do you know anything I can do?" "Do you know the best way to make a guy fall?" the old lady asked. Samantha frowned as she awaited a response. The old lady smiled before saying, "It's through his stomach," leaving the girl perplexed, "Should I enter his stomach? He's going to die, granny."

He was chatting with someone next to him, although Isabella couldn't hear what was being said, his demeanor appeared cheerful. As the handsome stranger passed by, Isabella gave him a casual glance but was quick to shift her gaze when Emily, in red high heels, gracefully ascended the steps. The man and his companion descended while Emily ascended, their paths seemingly unrelated. It was precisely then that a server carrying a tray suddenly rushed out and accidentally bumped into Emily. Emily let out a soft "ouch" and fell into the arms of the young man. It seemed like a perfect coincidence, falling right into his embrace.

He wondered what the trial would feel like, with all the eyes watching him, waiting for him to say what he had to say, to answer whatever questions were thrown at him. Poor Jayden Wells. Shame on him. And how would he explain it? What was the driving force behind his actions? Love. It was all love. Who said pride came before a fall? He was so wrong. The answer had always been love. Love comes before the fall, or love makes you fall. Maybe that’s why you fall in love. Falling in love marks the beginning of the fall of you, and the worst part of that fall is you never know you are falling. You only feel your heart racing and think it is special. You stop thinking. You only know how to do one t

"You're up early these days?" "Can't get enough sleep when your life is messed up, can you? Do yourself a favor and do fall hopelessly in love with anyone, it will never work alright" "I don't know about that, all i know is that falling in love feels so good but the consequences can be a bitch sometimes"

But now, with this bright, glaring declaration of love in front of me, I could no longer deceive myself. Bryan wasn't reserved. He just didn't love me. The rain kept falling, relentless, showing no sign of stopping. And I no longer had a reason to wait. No one was coming to pick me up. So, I walked home alone. The downpour soaked me to the bone, the cold seeping into my heart, leaving it numb. It wasn't until midnight that Bryan finally returned. But this time, there was no warm welcome, no eager smile waiting for him. Only silence, thick and heavy, filling the unlit room.

A small handle, she pulled it. The trunk popped open slightly, cool hair rushing in. The car was still speeding. There was no time to think she gritted her teeth and threw herself out. She fell to the ground with a loud thud. Her stomach slamming against the hard pavement. This time she went weak completely as she could feel blood trickling down her thighs.

The action didn't look intentional, but Archer somehow felt that Leo had learned how to seduce him like that. He only snapped back to the present when he was presented with the bouquet. Archer took a look at the "flowers", and his face immediately flushed red. It was a bouquet of condoms! There was a huge variety of them too—scented ones, ribbed ones, oddly-shaped ones… the whole lot. Archer had never felt so many emotions running through his head at the same time like this before. He couldn't process them, and he began feeling awkward and embarrassed. "Y-You… You're such a…"

I blinked twice, searching for the right word to say, as soon as I opened my mouth to say something, he placed his index finger on my lips, "shush, hear me out please, I love you so much, I have always loved you, since the first day of junior high when you bumped into me, spilling ice-cream all over my shirt, I love the way your light brown eyes glow in the sun, I love how you blink 50 zillion times a second, I love how your hair dance on your shoulder, the way you smile, the way you care about others. I don't know why it took me moving out of the country to get the courage to talk to you, still I want you to know that, I love you so much Ava, I can't say the words enough, you don't have to