Closer To You Novels & Stories

”I said, voice cold and precise, “Because we are getting close once again, and that scares the hell right out of Adrian, I guess.“ Her hands were being stared at by her. They push at us, and we are pushed far apart. Little things. Misunderstandings. Appearances.” Thigh to thigh, I let our bodies touch once more and went back to her side. Proximity was a need. I needed for me to show to her that my words were truly not empty. ”Believe me when I say I have observed Jessica glance when you are close, also Adrian tends to linger when I arrive.“

“I thought it was useless. I guess I am getting myself into danger by being close to you again, right?” “Don't you want to stay close to me?” “I am practically your neighbor, right? So, what other closeness do we need, Mr Axell?” “There are other kinds of closure, Miss Avery. A lot” He said then he moved his head even closer to mine this time around while staring at my lips.

Luna opened her mouth to say something more, but I closed my eyes, signaling that I wasn't interested in hearing it. A moment later, the sound of soft sobbing filled the room. "Joseph, do you not love me anymore?"

Simply feet away. With the right effort he could reach out and touch me. “We would have been wonderful friends had we grown up together,” I say to him softly. He tilts his head again, “We can be more than friends now,” he says to me. He takes a step forward and I take a step backwards. I see a frown cross his face. “Do not come any closer,” I say to him as he growls once again.

I replied as I turned to his side and began walking closer to him. "Don't come any closer," he said halting my movement. I paused for a moment but then defied his words and moved closer to him, "I am not a child," I repeated. "I am nineteen. You're probably twice my age or almost and that's fine. I mean, age is just a number." He shook his head and smiled, "you're sweet." "So is that a yes?" I asked excitedly

he said. “I don’t think at all, actually,” I snapped. “I panic. There’s a difference.” His eyes lingered on mine for a moment longer than necessary before he finally shifted back slightly, releasing the pressure but not stepping away. “Our bond will grow if we are close enough,” he said simply. “It stabilizes through proximity. Shared presence. Familiarity.” I blinked. “That’s it?” “Yes.” I narrowed my eyes. “So there’s no… whatever nonsense you implied downstairs?”

“For you.” I took another step closer, not rushing her but not giving her the illusion of distance either. “Only for you.” There was no smile or any attempt to make it sound lighter than it was because it really wasn’t.

Stronger. Closer. My breath caught. I turned slowly. Nothing. But it was there. Watching. Waiting. And this time… It didn’t feel distant. It felt like it had taken another step closer. Like it was no longer observing from afar But preparing. For something.

I said slowly, “…tell me that’s not inside the city.” A pause. Too long. “…It’s inside your radius,” he admitted. Blake stiffened. “…Define radius.” Another pause. “…Close.” The Shift The word settled heavily. Close didn’t mean minutes. It meant— Now. The Awareness Expands I closed my eyes for a brief second. Not to escape. To focus. The Connection And there it was. Clearer now. Not scattered like before. Not distant. The Presence Singular. Watching. Waiting. The Anchor Reacts

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.