Close To You Chords Novels & Stories

Heart beats fast Colors and promises How to be brave How can I love when I'm afraid to fall But watching you stand alone All of my doubt, suddenly goes away somehow One step closer I have died everyday, waiting for you Darling, don't be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years I'll love you for a thousand more Time stands still Beauty in all she is I will be brave I will not let anything, take away What's standing in front of me Every breath, every hour has come to this One step closer I have died everyday, waiting for you Darling, don't be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years I'll love you for a thousand more And all along I believed, I would find you Time has brought your hea

I chuckled the moment that I realized that I am holding the guitar upside down. I cleared my throat and played the intro. "And I'd give up forever to touch you, 'Cause I know that you feel me somehow," I closed my eyes when I was sure as hell that I can play it without watching the strings. "You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be' And I don't wanna go home right now," I forced myself to relax when his image flashed in the back of my head. "And all I can taste is this moment, And all I can breathe is your life,

He looked at me like I was his fairytale ending. ''Come here,'' he said, pulling me closer to him. My legs were around his thighs and my arms were resting on his chest. I yawn and he yawns wider. The music that plays Thinking About You by Frank Ocean to dreamland is a song heard and a thousand times before and never enough. The chords are like a well-worn path, one her brain follows so willingly. The velvet voice brings the lyrics, words as familiar as the voice of a trusted lover. In moments I am asleep, my body relaxed, breathing steadily.

“Can you be any more shameless?” I asked. Bishop leaned against the door, and the black fabric slipped out of my hand. He looked at me indifferently with his arms crossed. After a while, he suddenly closed the kitchen door and pinned me against the stove. He was so close to me, hot breath spreading on my cheek, making me jump a little bit. I struggled desperately, but couldn't shake him off in the slightest. “Stop messing around!” I said hurriedly.

The first shockwave crashes into my lower lips and clit, making me gasp as I feel my nipples harden when the waves travel up my entire body. “That’s a C chord, Bunny. Did you like that one?” he asks, flicking his hair away from his face. I nod, gnawing on my lower lip. “What other chords are there?” “Oh, Bunny, I thought you’d never ask.” We keep our eyes locked on each other as he takes me through the next string of chords. My ears can’t tell the difference, but my pussy now knows she loves A minor and C major. “Oh, fuck! Daddy! D minor, please!” I yell as Asher increases his playing speed, the vibrations never ending, my pussy is pulsing with need.

Hastily, I grabbed the guitar again and looked down at it, to distract myself. "I think we should switch it to F#m, C#m, E, A… in the chorus I mean… so…" I played the chords, improvising a strumming pattern. When I looked up, she was smiling slightly, "What?" I asked slowly. "That was F#m, E, A, C#m…" She said grinning,"Nervous?" I was speechless, how had I played the wrong chords? "Erm… accident…" I stammered which only made her smile brighter.

She started placing his left hand’s fingers in the correct positions on the fretboard with her hands. Eden did not realize what position they were in until she felt Bennett’s gaze fixated on her. She was on her knees, with her hand holding his fingers. She looked away from the fret to see that his face was not too far away from hers. A chill ran down her spine. She was touching him again, how could she have been so stupid. I am too far into it, I might at well fix the chord, she thought, trying not to make the situation too awkward. She looked away from his piercing eyes and made his fingers form a C Major chord.

He was standing in the middle of my living room, hands in his pockets, jaw tight in that controlled way I was starting to recognize too easily. “He stood too close,” I said. “Touched my hand. Said something about meaning it personally.” I exhaled. “Nothing I can point to. Nothing that would sound like anything if I said it out loud.” Nate didn’t respond immediately. He just looked at me. “But it felt like something,” he said quietly. “Yes.” His jaw tightened further. He crossed the room slowly and stopped in front of me. Not touching. Just close. “You don’t have to manage it alone,” he said.

Tessa laughed because it was easier than sobbing. At some point the laughter slid into touching easier than it should have. Ares was closer to Tessa than the rest of them, and closeness in that state felt like consent from the world. He said something, words smeared by drink and leaned in. Tessa didn’t pull away. In the fragmented logic of the night, proximity became permission. No one pushed them apart. The music was loud. Julian’s hand strayed over the keys of his phone and he danced a little on his feet, indifferent or encouraging. Chloe watched, a strange mix of something like hunger and a look that might have been resignation.

Something I couldn't quite escape. His face was so close now. I could feel his breath, warm and heavy against my skin. This was it. We were moments away from... something. My heart thundered in my chest, my thoughts scattered as the rain continued to pour down on us. I could almost feel his lips on mine, the line between fear and something else so blurred I couldn't even begin to understand it. Butterflies. How could I feel this way? His voice was low, just above a whisper, drawing me deeper into the haze. I should have pushed him away. I should have screamed. But instead, I froze.