Close To Your Heart Jsab Novels & Stories

she whispered on a low tune. “How do you mean?” His voice raising a bit higher. She looked at him for a while before taking a step closer her face almost brushing his, she placed a hand on his chest. “I know you can feel it too…..but…you keep pushing me away, I didn’t mean to hurt nobody, I just wanted a feel of your heart”.

He takes a deep breath and glances quickly at me before finishing, "I will hear no more about this. Understood?" I stand astonished at Abel's outburst. He is taking up for me! No one had ever stood up for me before. Now I realize that I really can trust him! None of this is a ploy or a trick, he is genuine. He is good. Then something happens. I feel and hear Keira, she howls in my mind the name Miro. At that, Abel turns to me and as we peer into each other's eyes, it happens. What I had always dreamed of happening. My heart skips a beat and butterflies flutter in my stomach. The world around us fades away as the chatter of the Elders mutes to a drone. All that matters in this moment are two

"You see, Mitchell, my gift to you is my heart. It is a promise to cherish you, to support you, and to always be there for you. It is a commitment to our journey together, through the ups and downs, the joys and challenges." Mitchell's heart skipped a beat as she absorbed Mr Robert's words. The realization washed over her, filling her with a sense of warmth and gratitude. She wanted to talk more but words couldn't form from her lips. The sound of "wao" filled the air as they blended it with applauses. Mr Robert continued to fixed his gaze on Mitchell not minding if everyone was present. "This is my gift for you my dearest Mitchell" he said as he unwrapped a parel.

My heart was beating so fast when I saw him leaning in… It feels like my brain shuts down and it stopped functioning, I couldn’t move or anything. Lucas is two inches away from me now, he’s too close… too close. I closed my eyes and prayed that it was just all my imagination.

He had always been proud and cold, always the one standing above everyone, giving orders. But now, he was crying like a child who'd been kicked out of his own home. If this were the past, my heart would have immediately softened. I would have rushed to hold him. But now, I felt like I was watching the end of a pathetic play. Once the curtain falls, it's over. My heart was calm, untouched. People are like that. When you hold something in your hand, you toss it around carelessly. Only when it's thrown away do you realize you want to pick it back up.

His forehead furrowed again then he grabbed me by my waist and pulled me closer to him. DUG. DUG. DUG. Suddenly my heartbeat became abnormal again because of what he did. Every time he gets too close to me, my heart suddenly starts beating so fast. It's like it wants to get out of my chest which is I know that it isn't good. "What is it you wanted to talk about, sweetheart? Did you miss me?" he whispered close to my ear. I suddenly felt a strange electricity in my body because of what he did. It was as if any moment now I would run out of air inside my body.

I say through gritted teeth with my gaze staring out into the distance of the snow. Narrowing my eyes, I see Jaja sprinting towards us with something in his grasp. The second he reaches our side, I realise he is holding a heart in his bloodstained hands. He crouches in front of me, “you need to eat from his heart,” Jaja demands gruffly as he bows his head and holds the heart out in front of me. I scoff, “get real.”

he said while stepping closer. “That’s the problem!” I snapped, cutting him off again. “You don’t think, you just assume and decide. You are playing god with my emotions because you think your fine face or d*ck will fix everything. Well, it doesn’t fix this,” I said firmly, and his face immediately fell. “Ava…” “No.” I took a step back, shaking my head. “Whatever friendship or benefits we had? It's over. I'm done! You don’t get to play with my heart. No man does.”

File it away. Exactly where Celeste wanted it. Her phone buzzed. A message from an unfamiliar number. Unknown: You still close to her? Celeste’s expression didn’t change. She didn’t respond right away. Instead, she leaned back in her chair and considered the question. Close was subjective. Emotional closeness. Physical proximity. Access. Trust. Celeste had all four. She typed slowly. Celeste: Always. The reply came almost instantly. Unknown: Good. Just making sure we’re aligned.

he continued, stepping closer. She instinctively took a step back, her spine hitting the cool metal of the car. Jace’s hands came down on either side of her, caging her in, not touching. But it was close enough for her to feel the heat of him, the tension vibrate in the small space between them. “Speak out! Stop standing there and letting people tear you apart like you deserved it” his voice gets a little harsh again. He took a breathe. “Stop being a fucking baby” he said, his voice softened just a fraction.