Closer To You Novels & Stories

"What does that mean, exactly. Amplifies." "It becomes more present," I said carefully. "More — insistent isn't the right word. More available. Like the difference between a sound you can hear from a distance and the same sound when you're standing next to it. The sound hasn't changed. The proximity changes what you can distinguish in it." "What can you distinguish in it." I considered the question with the seriousness it deserved.

We were too close to say anythingSo close that I couldn't see anything else We were so close that my breath caughtThere were so close that today it's just you and me I told you, I can't resist him. I seize his mouth with an urgent kiss. The urgency of someone who has spent three days so close, and yet so far away. [...]

Alizeh: "Me being near you is not good?" Varun: "No, it's not like that, you being near me and not being able to talk to me that's bad, by the way, did you miss me?" Alizeh: "Yes it is and Shhh!" Varun: "You are also not less, you were coming near me always wherever I went!" Alizeh: "Ily too, I don't know I was just feeling you should stay near me and in front of me!" Varun: "I know that's why was near you only!"

he grabs my hand and pulls me closer to him. Our lips a millimetre apart, “You're on!” I say as I shake his hand. ⋆ ⋆ ⋆

Aaryan asked. "Arrogant much," Apeksha whispered again. arrogant? no, he was not! He just asked a simple question. "Of course they will, you don't have to worry about that." She replied. "Great. If you want to visit a good hill station there's one 14 km away from our city." He said. Vivek showed the pictures to us. "It's too good. I'm in." Apeksha declared.

Behind him, I sense movement deeper in shadow. He did not come alone. He never does. “You are closer than before,” I say. “Yes.” “Testing how far you can step.” “Yes.” The bond tightens faintly. He is measuring proximity tolerance. Next time, he may not stop at ridge. He may breach deeper. “You will escalate again,” I say. “Yes.” “When.” He does not answer. He steps back slowly, retreating into shadow with deliberate calm. The ridge empties. The night feels thinner somehow.

It's fear could be perceived from a mile away. Zadik turned away from the table unimpressed, thudding his way over to the door and disappearing through the dimly lit passageway. My eyes followed his movements and determined to uncover the reason behind his sour mood, I followed after him. The others would be fine without me. "Zadik." I called out, quickening my steps to meet up with his. His body stiffened considerably as he slowed down for me to catch up. He came to a halt, eyeing the hardened structure of the brick wall.

"I'm sorry to tell you that I'm not surrounded by hypocrites, as you say" Esteban says and I feel his breath hit my face as we are face to face and very close. Too close. And worst of all, I don't remember when he got so close to me.

Inwardly, I beat myself for ruining the atmosphere. Clara moved to the phone, silencing the chimes in a heartbeat. And in a flash, they all surrounded me. I could feel a palm rubbing my back. "Hey, now." She crooned, "Tell us what's the issue?" And so— I did.

He says into my hair and I almost whine at the thought of him having to leave and losing his warmth. I just go with a simple nod and tighten my arms around him. The sudden urge to want to be closer to him goes through me and I don't know whether to act on it or ignore it. I decide fuck it and just do it. YOLO right. Who even says that anymore?