Did I Ask Meme Novels & Stories

He must be extremely rich. "Is that all you remember darling?" He asked me again. Is that all... Wait. Does he remember? Oh no! What do I do now?!

Damian jumped up as he just went off. I didn’t have a response to that but I had this nagging request I wanted to ask. “Damian, can I be selfish and ask something of you?”

I made it. Tears blurred my vision. My shaking fingers lit up the screen. "Mr. Todd... don't expel me. I'll... call. I'll call right now." I opened my contacts and found Dad One. The second I tapped it, I shut my eyes. 'Sorry, Dad.'

asked one of the kids “No! No!!” I denied, shrugging my shoulders. “Then why are you asking who we are?” “Umm.. Did I ask you that?” I asked pretending to forget. “Of course you did” “When?” “Just now Uncle” “OHhh.. old brain... you know old age, my brain is getting a bit old” “Okay, no problems, let see if your old brain still works” “Err...Okay” I replied shrugging my shoulders “Tell me my name?”

He was never going to tell me. I knew this so I never bothered to ask. “ Can I ask you something? ” The words slipped out of my mouth on their own, bringing Damien out of whatever trance he was currently in. Damien had never zoned out. Never. Not from the time I knew him atleast. “ One question. ” He warned as his eyes narrowed down. “ What is love? ” What a stupid question I could ask from all the questions hitting my mind all at once. But then again...

Alex Pov's . "Why did she say 'she knows you remember her'. Do you know her?" I asked Dominic but he didn't answer. This arrogant jerk never leaves a chance to annoy me. "Answer me for god sake" I frowned. "I want to know everything related to her... tell me"

His eyes glowing green and his thick black hair dripping wet. “I’m sick, Kate. Can’t you see it?” “Asher I— I don’t know what you’re talking about.” “Of course you don’t. You never do.” “Help me understand, help me know you better.” “I’ll remind you. When you were in heat, you asked a question, can you recall my response?” he questioned. “I—I can’t…” I began, before the memory flashed past my mind, “I’d asked you to tell me something about yourself, something I didn’t know about.”

I m‍iss you. ‌"Who was she?" I asked sud​denly. The questio‍n escaped before I co‍uld pu‌ll it back.​ Damien stopped with h‍is⁠ fork halfw‌ay to his mouth. H‌e d⁠idn't look up, but I saw his jaw clen⁠ch⁠.​ "Excuse me?"

He kept looking at me. " Can I, ask you something?? " he said all of a sudden. " Yes." " Why do you avoid me? " " I don't. " " Don't lie, Damini. " " You know, why... " " No, I don't, I tried to ask this question from myself. But I never got an answer. Tell me what have I done wrong?? I don't think you would avoid me just because I was and still am crazy about you. " He was looking intensely at me.

"Maybe something awkward?" Damon's lips curved in a sly smile. "Did you not remember anything at all?" He asked, still wearing the wily smile on his face. She nodded in confirmation. "I guess, I did not." She replied. "Not even a bit? Like even if it's a flash?" He pressed on. And that question was enough to give Megan the wrong headlight, this time she was glaring hell at him...