Angry Hugs Novels & Stories

He stumbled but stayed on his feet, his eyes narrowed with frustration. Now it was just me and the huge guy. He was angry now, charging at me with a croaky roar. He tried to lock me up in a bear hug, a move that would crush my ribs but I kept my distance, dancing around his body, with my movements light and precise despite the throbbing in my knee.

I yanked her forward, off-balance, and smashed my lips against hers. It wasn’t a good kiss. It was clumsy and angry. She made a muffled sound of protest and her free hand came up, pounding against my chest. Thump. Thump. Thump. Little, furious fists through the crisp fabric of my suit. I didn’t care. I wasn’t going to let go this time. I didn’t care if she was angry. I didn’t care if she hated me.

I started sobbing uncontrollably damn these hormones . " I'm sorry , I didn't mean to. I ... I." My heart was in my throat and I could hear it in my ears . The guy gave me a hug . " Please don't cry , you just came out of nowhere , just please don't cry ." The guy was wearing a hoody so I couldn't see his face I needed to get away from Angelo and Paul. I was so feeling irate at Angelo that I wanted to make him worry and lose sleep because he deserved it .

If so, why? I turn my angry gaze on Jacob and spin in his arms, giving him a hard shove. His hands fall to his side as he stumbles backward with a frown on his face. I lunge for him, my anger not giving a shit who it lands on as long as I can hit someone or something. This feeling, this need, is so foreign to me. One that I would consider barbaric and animalistic now is the only thing that makes sense. My fist hits Jacob’s cheek, but he doesn’t defend himself. He just rights himself and rolls his shoulders back.

I spat with anger. “Calm down…” “Don’t tell me to fucking calm down!” I yelled. “What do you want to explain, huh? What lies do you want to tell? I walked in on both of you in an intimate hug, and here you are telling me it's not what I think. Is that it? Am I that stupid!” I yelled out frustrated. The thought of the two of them being together was driving me insane. If they could hug this way, then heaven knows what they might have done that I am unaware of.

Lena is getting worse. “Fiuuuhhh” I heavily sigh and I remove my gaze from the sink. “Look… I know you hate me and I know you don’t even want to see my face anymore” I start. “But it doesn’t mean you can hurt other people, you don’t have to hurt someone else because you mad at me. Hurting people doesn’t make you a thug, it’s a really bad act, Lena!” I sigh. “If you're angry, you can hit me” I get closer to her, and facing her, I reach over her fist and place them on my cheek.

I will definately teach him how can someone live themself. "Hmm promise" i replied Immediately he Hugged me with his both hands. Damn i Missed his hug so much, I hugged him back locking him my arms. "Don't get always so mad you have to control your anger my Angry Bird. I'm scared of your anger" Listening me , he break the hug "Seriousally" he asked. In shock "Obviously look at yourself in mirror. Damn you looks so scary in angry like vampire" i explained with action "Idiot" he hold his guitar back.

I hugged him tight and he stopped for a short while. “Get away from me, motherfucker!” He yelled and his voice was a loud sound of wrath. However, I don’t feel his action. He was just letting me hug him like he’d been dreaming of this moment for a long while. I hugged him hoping that it would be the pill that would calm his anger down. I could feel his heavy breathing from my ear and even his heartbeat was profound that I could feel it from the hug.

I had never seen him so angry before, and I was both surprised and relieved that he was angry on my behalf. I knew I needed to stop him from causing further damage to the kitchen, so I went to him and hugged him tightly. He held on to me in return, and as I held him, I could feel his heart rate start to slow down and his anger dissipate. Drake buried his face in my neck, inhaling my scent and running his tongue over my skin. I couldn't help but moan at the sensation, but quickly covered my mouth in embarrassment. After he regained his composure, he ended the hug and apologized to me. "I'm sorry you had to witness that. I feel embarrassed."

WHY? He engulfed me immediately. “Alright, I'm sorry. Please, angel, you know what your tears do to me.” “I'm not crying. And you promised no sex!” I pried myself out of his arms. But the buffalo strength of his arms squeezed harder, his chest chuckled warmly. “Okay, you're not crying. And I'm just hugging. That's not sex, right?” I gave one hard push and managed to lean back, my fury fully displayed on my hot-headed face .