Romans & histoires All Time Low A Love Like War

So lame. “You don’t deserve to love me if you are such a fool like this. Yeah, you are a fool.” I speak clearly even if I know that the fool between us is also me. I am such a fool like him. a fool who was madly in love with a foolish guy like him… “So if you are a guy enough to love me… fight for it till the end…” Is it raining right now? Why do my cheeks feel like it was feeling droplets of rain falling?

Small choices mattered more these days. She sat at the kitchen table wearing one of Owen’s old t-shirts, knees pulled up, watching steam curl from her mug. Morning light crept through the window, pale and tentative. She wondered when their love had become something that only lived in photos. Frozen smiles. Arms wrapped around each other for the sake of memory. Proof that at one point, this had meant something.

It had only been two nights, but already the place felt less like a hideout and more like a slow, sprawling trap. His phone had two bars, barely. Still, when it rang, he answered before the second buzz. Harlow. “Took you long enough.” Her voice cut sharp. “Took you long enough to almost ruin your life.” “I thought we were past that.” “We’re not past anything, Riven. Your dick is still trending.” He leaned back against the wooden post, lips tugging into a smirk. “So it’s true what they say. Bad press is still press.” “This isn’t press. It’s war.”

"They shouldn't just be cold statistics. It matters that someone remembers they once lived." Sam stared at the careful lines of text. And suddenly, he understood something. He had never truly loved the girl who once pined for him so madly. What he loved was this—this soul, who still held on to tenderness in the middle of a war zone. "Let me stay with you," he said, clutching my hand, his voice breaking. "In whatever way you'll have me." I gazed at him for a long moment. Then, finally, I gave a small nod. "As you wish."

He once went through anger management class but never really passed. Sami had been in love with Zoya ever since he set his eyes on her years ago. He was in high school when she transferred into his school. He would secretly watch her every lunch break as she laughed care-freely with her friends. Whenever he saw her with a guy who wasn't him, he always went bonkers, he would go behind Zoya's back and threaten whoever the boy was.

Ahmer then got up and leave the place in front of her. His friends start calling out to him. “Hey Ahmer!” “Where are you going?” “Let Adeen go with you.” “Ahmer!” She looks back for a moment. She saw him going far and then returned to her unaware state. Their order arrives, so she leaves the shop with her friends. Back To Present Time… Why did she toy with my feelings? Did I deserve that heartbreak back then? What was my mistake? To love her? This was my mistake?

“Grace… I don’t know. Ethan was really clear about you staying away for a while.” “I know, I know,” Grace said quickly, her voice pleading. “But, Leah, you’re my friend. I’ve been out here for a while, and I’ve had time to think. I made a mistake—yes, but I did it because I love him. I still love him, Leah. I can’t give up on him, not when I know in my heart that we’re meant to be together.” Leah closed her eyes, leaning her elbow on the table and pinching the bridge of her nose. “Grace, this isn’t just about what you want. You went too far. You can’t force someone to love you.”

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He knelt down and lifted his hands in the air right away. "What do you think I am? A fool!" I questioned him as tears streamed down my face. Without fail, I regretted even considering giving him a chance. “None at all. Tracy, I like you... I genuinely really love you, though. I've just been sexually frustrated of late. I swear,I was going to put an end to my affair with Jane right way once you recognize my affection for you.” How long has this been happening? I questioned him as I kept pointing the rifle at his forehead and almost pulled the trigger.

"I really want to believe you." "Then do," Ronald whispered. "Believe in us. Believe in what we can be together." They stayed like that for a moment, breathing the same air, finding their way back to each other. Then Jeffrey pulled back slightly. "I'm still mad at you, you know." "I know." "And it's going to take time before I fully trust you again." "I know that too." "But I love you," Jeffrey said. "Despite everything, I still love you. And that has to count for something."