Do I Deserve To Be Loved Novels & Stories

“Ryan, what if I can’t ever give you what you need? " " I want you, your love. " " What if I’m just... broken? Can't love you back? ” “You’re not broken,” he said firmly, his voice leaving no room for doubt. “you are absolutely normal and even if you were, I’d still want you. I’ve fallen for you, Emma. The real you. Not the perfect version, but the one sitting right in front of me, flaws and all.” My breath caught in my throat. “But you deserve more. You deserve someone who can love you the way you deserve to be loved.”

“So all I am saying is that you can love them even if they don’t return it but don’t let yourself think that you don’t deserve love just because you are not getting it from the one you want.” “Look around yourself, if you just let yourself see the things you have, you will know you already have whatever you want. In my opinion, you are the luckiest girl on earth, and you deserve it all, Ava.” He almost said the same thing as my mom in my dream and I realized how stupid I was for blinding myself from the gifts I have in my life. I have a father who loves me as his own, a brother who would do anything for his sister, a best friend who was always there when I was in trouble, and finally a perso

“I know this isn’t what I wanted. But I don’t think what I want should come before what you deserve.” My throat tightens. I blink hard. I hate that he’s saying the right things now. I hate that a part of me wants to reach through the screen and shake him and another part wants to curl into his chest and pretend none of this happened. “You deserve a love that doesn’t ask you to shrink. Or wait. Or forgive things that break you quietly.” I stare at the wall for a long time. I type. Delete. Type again. Okay. Just that. One word. Cold. Safe.

Hayden said, trying to make me see things from his perspective. I felt the tears sting the back of my eyes as they threatened to drop. This wasn’t the first time I felt that I didn’t deserve to be loved by someone like him and I knew it wasn’t going to be the last. “I don’t deserve you, Hayden. You’re so understanding and you’re so supportive.” Hayden pulled me into a hug. “You deserve it, Aubrey. You deserve every bit of love that you can get right now and I want you to know that I’m here for you at all times.”

"Every moment since he woke up, I've been questioning myself. Questioning whether it's right to enjoy this… to love this moment. And every time Sebastian does something kind, I ask myself—do I deserve it? Do I deserve him? Do I deserve his love?" I pressed my face into my hands, letting the tears fall freely. "Selene... listen to me." She tilted my chin gently so I'd meet her eyes. "You deserve this. You deserve his love, and you deserve to be happy. You didn't lie to hurt him, you lied to protect both of you. That doesn't make you a bad person. It makes you human. Right now, the only thing that matters is what’s happening between the two of you today, not what might happen tomorrow."

"You jinx! Your ex is dead, and now you're seducing the man who saved your life? Weren't you so in love with the dead guy that you were willing to die with him? What are you still waiting for?" I frowned. Just because I had a tragic past, did it mean I wasn't worthy of love? Why did everyone seem determined to push me to the brink, as if my death was the only way to prove my loyalty? I typed back, deliberately enunciating each word in my mind, "I am just as human as you. I deserve to be loved just as much as you do. You are acting like a hysterical clown right now; maybe you should get your brain checked out."

"I'm not asking you to come with me, Adrian. I'm not giving you an ultimatum. I'm just letting you know where I'll be, if you ever find the courage your father once had." I pull him close. "I don't deserve you." "Probably not," he agrees with a sad smile. "But love isn't about deserving. It's about choosing. Every day." We make love again, slower this time, memorizing each other. Outside, the storm begins to ease, rain softening to a gentle patter. In the early hours of morning, my phone buzzes on the nightstand. Three missed calls from Celeste. Two text messages asking if I'm okay. Worry in every word from a woman who deserves better than the lie I'm living.

He fucking deserve the guilt. **** To be continued. Love you all♡♡♡♡

She answers. I take in a gasp of surprise. “I know you have been trying to take it all upon yourself. But we are one, I feel it and I wish I could take it away.” “I always just wanted love, or is that too much to ask? Don't I deserve love?” I ask “You deserve love, Mel. You mean so much more than you think. Look around you, you're loved. Your parents, Gift, Fred, Aiden and the pack members love you.”

You feel embarrassed and insulted by me leaving like this. I’m sorry, but I deserve better. I deserve someone who will love me for me. Who is capable of love. I deserve someone who will love me because of my flaws, not in spite of them. Someone who will give me confidence, not tear me down. Someone who is proud of me, not embarrassed by me. And that’s not you. I still have hope, or I would have rejected you, but from this point on the ball is in your court. I won’t settle anymore.