Drive Halsey Novels & Stories

Before getting out, she in a very soft voice smiled and said to Damon, "You will find Eva here, you should come out with me" Hearing this Damon walked out of the car. Josalina went near Damon and hung her arm in his arm posing for the pictures. Damon stood erect, tall without worrying of all the things happening around. The flashes from the camera clearly lit his eyes glittering it up depicting that his eyes were still wet. His face was expressionless as usual but today his face looked pale. His muscles felt lose and he truly wasn't himself because it was difficult for him to maintain himself. Nothing can be hidden from a paparazzi's eyes and in a second the news went trolling around.

Only she can drive these intense shifts of feelings to me. It was strange having to hear about me from her. The honesty of it all, her interest, it was too surreal to think she’d given me that enough thought. “Maybe I find you paradoxical and intriguing because your eyes are melancholic if not intense. Those two hardly come at the same time. If one is tough, often he is only steel, unwavering. But you, sometimes you’re the danger of a hurricane but sometimes you’re also the comfort of a good day.” As if an ending to her poetry, she threw a glance at me, a period after such a compelling ode.

The car screeching to a halt, tires skipping on the wet pavement stopping just inches from me. I see her through windshield, eyes wide. Curiosity about the creature standing in front of her she opens the car door “Lady, are you crazy? Get back in the car!”, I say to myself. She pauses with a puzzled look on her face. Her long auburn hair starting to dampen in the rain. Did she hear me? She couldn’t have. There is something familiar about her. I’ve seen her before, younger, as a child in one of my visions.

I stared at it. My jaw tightened. “Who is this?” I muttered under my breath. No reply. I looked up at the sedan. Still nothing. But now I wasn’t guessing anymore. I crossed the street, not toward the building, but toward the car. Every step felt louder than it should’ve. Halfway there, the driver’s side door cracked open just slightly. Not enough for me to see a face. But enough to know I had been seen first. My phone buzzed again. Dre.

I just wanted to feel my own teeth again and not have mouth sores all the time. I got a text from her just as we were getting in the car to come over here that the only time he had was Monday at 8am. I’d have to take it. Not like I had a job to go to. Maybe it was wrong but I didn’t mention it to Trey, would he actually try to talk me out of it? Too bad, it’s happening. It was time to focus. I was about to meet Halsey Ulmer. Former Miss Teen California. An heiress and celebrity, a millionaire in her own right with the several business ventures she had.

Now, she wasn't in any rush at all. [I changed my mind. You don't have to get to me by tonight.] [Got it.] By now, Halsey had arrived at the Royale Residences parking lot. After receiving Wendy's call, she had driven over as quickly as she could. She slipped her phone into her bag, about to head inside. Just then, a loud honk echoed. A sleek Porsche sports car zoomed by. Halsey turned her head, and the car window rolled down. She saw two familiar faces—it was Gilbert and Sienna.

What happened in these missing years? “You seem to be in a fix.” Halsey is startled and turns to find a pretty woman with long, black hair and an arrogant look. She recognizes the woman from a TV show. “You’re Jamie Snyder,” Halsey guesses. “The leading lady of the Mistress Diaries!” “I am,” Jamie says as she washes her hands. “And you’re that fainting girl from Calypso.” “Oh, you saw that.” Halsey is very embarrassed to think that a famous person like Ms. Snyder saw her faint like that!

Rosa couldn't explain her feelings she was just speechless. "I... Please don't reject me, really." Dylan added. Then something crashed into him. It was the woman's soft body. Rosa hugged him. "I thought it it was a one side crush. You should have confessed earlier!", She said. Dylan hugged her back. " I'm sorry for making you wait!" ******* The family of three went on a trip to the country side to visit a beach. Mia had packed a picnic basket and Chris was excited. He had cruised on his yacht but had never really went on a picnic on a beach.

I respond. I’m ready, jeez.” Halsey annoyedly says as she walks towards us wearing a mini red dress. “You are aware it’s raining outside?” I ask. Halsey only giggles. “Do you like it? Dean bought it for me last weekend.” I roll my eyes and lead the way to my car, the others following close behind. >>>

Excitement and curiosity filled her voice. I looked down and smiled. I looked up and gave an assuring nod. “I'll drive you there so just be ready by 8pm.” She stepped back and left with a disarming smile. That smile. I love seeing her like this. I haven't seen her being so happy about something for almost years. I'll make sure that she is happy now that she's with me now. I'll protect her no matter what happens. That Noah fucking Moore can never touch her. “Woah, you're punctual. Like always.” She said, when I opened the car door and was about to get in.