Closer To You Novels & Stories

The proximity not as a replacement of what they already had but as the natural extension of it, the life expanding into the space that had been waiting. He opened the library notes. He wrote: Proximity is not the same as closeness, but it enables it. The relationships that are already close become more fully themselves when the distance is removed. This is also true in buildings — the rooms that are close to each other develop a relationship that the distant rooms cannot have. The library's reading room at the top of the stairs is close to the bones room on the north face, and they speak to each other through the wall, the honesty of one informing the warmth of the other.

I need your attention. I need to know that I matter to you, just once. Why can’t you see me the way I see you? Why can’t you care? Every time you pull away, every time you don’t look at me, it pulls me deeper into this. I need you to notice. I need you to feel it too. But you don’t. And I don’t know how much longer I can take it.

Evan’s eyes flicked between us like he was watching a tennis match he desperately wanted to record. I stood up straight and started to move closer to her. “You don’t understand what Kovac does to people who get close.” She stood her ground. “I understand exactly what he does,” she replied. “I understand what men like him do. How they operate. How they think. That’s why I’m suggesting it.” She stepped closer. Her voice didn’t rise. But mine did. I didn’t bother stopping it. I took another step closer. I was getting heated.

Bare walls, just a bed, a basin for water, flames leaping in the hearth. Here, closeness isn’t something snatched in quiet moments - it settles like dust after a long journey. One glance, then another, and the act begins to fade. Roads stretch ahead, just us inside this car, no audience left. Distance strips things down, layer by layer, until there’s nothing to hide behind.

"Heard you had a terrible night. Are you good?" "I'm fine," I replied coolly, keeping my distance. "If you really care about me, take this dog to the vet. I have somewhere to be." Roy chuckled, throwing a knowing look toward Cal with a raised eyebrow. "I'd rather tag along with you two, if Cal doesn't mind." "Sure," Cal replied, taking a deliberate step back to put distance between himself and the animal. "Just keep that thing away from me." I looked back and forth between them, completely lost. "Wow. Am I missing something? Since when did you two get so close?”

“Why aren’t you close with your family?” “Same as you, I guess.” “We are not the same.” “huh?” “I am not bothered by our differences and lack of understanding and trust. You, on the other hand, care. It affects who you are as a person.”

So listening to my mom I close my eyes, I clear my head of everything except Jessy, I feel a humming in my mind than a strong scent his me, Bananas and Butterscotch, the smell is overwhelming me, it's my favourite scent in the world, it's my Jessy and I can feel that she's close, I open my eyes everyone is still watching me but the most important thing is I can still smell her, it's like she's calling me, "We are close, this way," I say transforming back to Colt so we can get there quicker, I don't give anyone a chance to question me,I just run following the scent in my heart, with the others following behind.

Call him, and him not being near enough to hear? Call him? ~~~ You can't grow apart from someone if you were never close to them in the first place. It's easier to grow apart from people that mean the most to you. It's so painful yet it is so easy. All the connection dissolved in the acid of time and distance while there remains the memories, the love, like a residue at the bottom, in their purest form, waiting to be stirred up again. ~~~ Flashback end::)) Win switch off his tv when Sam concrete is over.

I booked it two days ago. I wasn't being impulsive as you accused me of. Whenever I see your face on my phone screen, you look so tired and lifeless, especially since school has started. You told me about your job and how your impulsivity of making decisions makes it even harder for you, and I want nothing but to be there with you to cheer you up. I want to give you massages to release the tension on your back. I want to hug you and hear your hardships while I do so. I want to kiss you senselessly until you forget about everything for a while. I want you to be happy all the time.

“Everyone would be there, Mr. Wright, Mr Steele, and others. I'd freak out. You say it.” Luke shook his head, voice steady but encouraging. “It’s your idea. You should say it. You’re ready for this.” She looked at him, searching his face. The genuine encouragement in his eyes made her doubts fade, even if only for a moment. The room suddenly felt smaller and quieter. Then, without warning, Luke reached out and pulled her close. She made a soft sound of surprise but didn’t pull away. Time seemed to slow as he leaned in, his lips brushing hers hesitantly, giving her a chance to back out. Instead, she closed her eyes, meeting him halfway.