Falling Into You Novels & Stories

He asks with his handsome smile. I nod. I’m falling. I’m falling. I’m falling. I’m falling. I’m falling.

The words stole my breath. And for the first time, I didn’t push him away. That night, when I closed my eyes, I realized something terrifying. I wasn’t just letting him in. I was falling. And falling fast.

I tighten my grip, even as I feel the floor starting to shift and groan beneath us. The whole corner of the room gives way. The floor becomes a titled platform, a slide leading from the door down into the fiery pit that's opened up beneath us. We're sliding down, Oliver Castle and me on top of him, sliding and falling into the bonfire that once was a kitchen.

OLIVIA We stand there, engaged in a staring contest. Of course I lose because in my defense his eyes aren’t really the type you’d like to look into for a long time. It feels like they’ll drag you into the plainness of them. “I’m out of here,” I mutter under my breath and try to push past him. He’s not even trying to be gentle at this point, he pushes my shoulders hard enough that I stumble and fall to the floor. It hurt, really bad. I hope I’ve not bruised my tail bone because it would be even more painful.

Faye's POV As soon as I reached school the next day, I went hunting for Andy Fitzroy in every classrooms and hallways. Andy is a nice guy, and I'm not doing this to just make Jonathan jealous because of my little plan, no, I like Andy because he's cute and funny, and I need a rebound to get over Jonathan. I knew deep somewhere inside me that it's going to be hard trying to forget someone like Jonathan, well can you blame me? It's like he has this special effect and the only time it works is when he dumps girls right after the other. And what do those girls do when Jonathan breaks up with them? They cry after him, they beg him to get back together again, some even thought of attempting suicid

He looked pained, like he didn’t want to hear that. “You’re not,” he said quietly. “But I am, Jillian,” I whispered. “Because I’m falling for you. And I hate it.” His breath hitched. For once, he had no words. I turned away, but he caught my wrist again—gentler this time. “I’m falling too, Christy,” he said. “That’s why this is so messed up.” I froze. “I never wanted to feel anything for you. This marriage… it was supposed to be a contract. A means to an end. But now… I can’t stop thinking about you. Even when I try. Even when Alyssa’s in front of me, I can’t stop thinking about you.”

But no amount of rain could put out the fire in his eyes. I still remember the slight tremor in his voice when he said, "Sienna, you always say love can grow over time. So… can you just… try to like me? Just a little." He had said it so carefully… as if he was afraid I'd shut him down completely. That kind of sincerity had always been my weakness. My heart pounded. My friend had teased me back then. "Zachary really fell for you at first sight, huh? You must have some crazy charm.

Micca suddenly spoke. "Huh?" I asked and faced her, confused. She shrugged and took a sip of her apple juice. "Don't act fool Saph, tell me. You know you can trust me right? You can tell me what happened that night" Micca said. "Why did you suddenly fade? Where did you go? What happened that night?" She asked curiously, I still can see the worry in her eyes. I took a sigh, I think about it for minutes. But also end up telling her the truth, I told her everything that I remember that night and also what happened the next morning when I woke up.

My heartbeat was steady, matching her own pattern, her own peace… “You are my peace.” I whispered to her, making her smile as she looked up at me. “I hope to always be, then.” She whispered back, and I kissed her temple before she lay back on my chest as I held her close. I didn’t let myself name what I felt, I didn’t allow myself to question my peace. But as I held her there, listening to her breathe, feeling how easily she fit against me, one truth pressed in, unavoidable, undeniable. I was falling. And I didn’t know if I wanted to stop it...

As if pushed by an invisible hand, the shot glass slid across the floor to YES. What the fuck. Am I crazy. Why am I trying to reach him. Why am I crawling over him. Is that some kind of spell. I was looking at the board when the glass started moving " Are you falling for me? " I was stunned by his question. I don't know. Tears started to roll down from my eyes and I replied "I don't know, I shouldn't think about you, I should be scared of you but I am falling towards you. Are you doing something? "