Feels So Good Paramore Novels & Stories

We hadn't seen him yet today and for a moment I thought he wasn't even coming in. "Is it you?" Cole asked, his voice monotone. "Damn straight it's me," he said. "Ask me why." "Why?" I asked along with the rest of us. "Because I just got us all tickets to see Paramore tonight at the Underground. Who's in!?" "Wait you got the tickets before we even committed?" I teased. "Well... yeah I guess. I just assumed you guys would be excited about it. So, again I ask, who's in?" Rory announced, throwing one of his hands up as if volunteering.

Cassiopeia couldn't resist to squeal, and she hugged Alexander, Paramore is her favorite band and is very popular. She knew they’re going to have a concert, but she also knew many people would want to go and that it will be sold out once the ticket was available. Alexander doesn’t like their songs, so she didn’t ask him about it, but now that he told her the news, “how did you managed to get those? And I thought you don’t like Paramore?”

“That’s reckless.” “Yes,” I said. “And necessary.” Elliot searched my face. “You’re sure?” I was. The feed went live. No script. No filter. No handlers. Just me. “My name is Cassie Vale,” I said, voice steady despite the weight pressing on my lungs. “And I am not asking for your trust.” I paused, letting that land. “I’m asking for your attention.” Data spiked immediately. Comments flooded in faster than the system could sort them. I kept going.

Red with her is not the color of lust nor danger or heat but of intense passion, and god knows how I ached so bad to end the distance between us in that small sofa but kept my restraint anyway. I think I love her. I wish I could tell. But I am struggling so much, so much because she’s told me she’s Euphoria and so much because I am feeling Euphoric right now. God forbid it be the drugs I took earlier for I’d die of guilt if what I am feeling right now is the high of the drugs and not the love I claim to be for her. But I do know, at the back of my messed-up mind, what I feel for her was true. What I feel for her would always be the same even with the absence of sky-rocketing dopamine in my b

– Thanh Phong asked. - Song from a secret garden. - She answered honestly. After his sad smile, the soft violin sounded, sometimes ethereal, sometimes soft. Thi San felt like it was the voice of a girl. The sound of his violin is very attractive but extremely sad. This timbre is like an invisible knife that cuts across her heart, not causing pain but extremely numb and bitter. Perhaps his heart is also filled with sorrow. Outside in the corridor, the practitioners who had just arrived stopped and listened to the melody that seemed to come from heaven.

I think about it So you don't have to wonder girl Cause you already got me Right where you want me babe I just want to be your man How does it feel Girl do you get a rush Everytime that we touch How does it feel Where does your mind go How does it feel Vedo Amelia's POV

Thе fіrѕt fеw chords of Pretender blаrеd оut аnd shivers fіllеd mу еntіrе bоdу. I’d wаіtеd so lоng thіѕ wаѕ еvеrуthіng аnd mоrе but to feel Jоеl’ѕ аrmѕ around mе sharing this mоmеnt tоgеthеr was juѕt thе сhеrrу оn tор. * * *

“Which playlist is that?” “Your heartbroken girl playlist on Spotify. It's not private you know. I found it and saved it.” That's for when I'm in bed, crying. The first song, Us by Gracie Abrams feat Taylor Swift started playing and I relate to the lyrics so much so I sang out the verse that has been stuck in my head. “I know you know It felt like somethin' old It felt like somethin' holy Like souls bleedin', so It felt like what I've known

she cleared her throat and took a deep breath so that she could speak without stuttering. "I'm Anya Mars, freshman Business major." "Nice to finally know your name pretty stuff." Leon smiled and winked playfully at her while unconsciously rubbing his thumb over her soft pale hands. Anya gasped at the audacity and felt the hand holding her's tighten. Her heartbeat fastened. She should be feeling threatened like she always has but she doesn't and it's freaking her out from the inside. She feels weirdly safe and protected around this man and it's making her nervous.

All the feels take away my breath, When funerals approach and force me to face death, I think of the heavens parting like glass, Hoping her last days have come at last, The grim reaper is a soul deliverer taking souls away, If he walks too far into the depths, the souls will try to stay, There lies a place between the living and the dead, That's where I want to meet her as I sleep in bed, In the land of half-asleep, I am half-awake, With my eyes half crying, I feel my heartbreak, The land of half-asleep is where I say, "Goodbye, Mom," I wake with my eyes both red. It's time to move on, The place where all the feels spin inside my head, And only on angel wings can I rise from my bed.