For You I Hold My Breath Novels & Stories

🎶🎶'Don't know if you get it 'cause I can't express how thankful I am That you were always with me when it hurts, I know that you'd understand I don't wanna lose control Nothing I can do anymore Tryin' every day when I hold my breath Spinnin' out in space pressing on my chest I don't wanna lose control Sometimes I still think it's coming but I know it's not Tryin' to breathe in and then out but the air gets caught'🎶🎶 Nate notices my discomfort right away, and he begins to soothe me, stocking my arm softly up and down as I listen to the same song on repeat.

I could hear her saying through the loud thumping of my heart. My hands trembled as I gripped the railing, the wood digging into my palms but I didn’t care about how painful that was, I didn’t even care about anything. The air was thick, too thick for me to breathe in and out and so, I just held my breath as my chest heaved, rising and falling heavily. I did it. I fucking did it! “That was badass! I’m sure even the Overlord is still in shock….” Brittney kept on talking but soon, the sound of her voice started fading out.

I…need…wind… "Daniell…" “Stop! Please!” I shouted breathlessly. “What? What are you saying? Dani, please calm down! Don’t hold your breath!” Said Cyrille. W-what? Me? Holding my breath? No! I felt myself and only then did I realize that I was holding my breath. I tried to inhale but… “NO! DANIELL!” “YOU’RE MINE!” It was as if I was the only one hearing that scream. Because they just keep on doing what they are doing.

His breath uneven against my skin. I freeze. Completely still. My heart pounds harder now, faster, louder, like it’s trying to break free from my chest. His hold tightens just slightly, not enough to hurt, but enough to keep me there, enough to make it clear he’s not letting go. For a moment, he doesn’t say anything. He just stays like that. Holding me. Breathing me in like he needs it. Like he’s grounding himself in me. Then, softly, “Shh.”

"No, I never like windy cities but I think maybe when you're with me, I like everywhere. It's the strangest feeling, midnight I'm not leaving. Know for once I think I'll stay." "I'll say your name just listen. Doesn't it sound different. Never whispered it this way." - Camila Cabello ●●● "DON'T YOU DARE LET GO." "NEVER." I couldn't believe what I am actually doing. I'm swimming because I know if anything happens Christian is here with me to catch me.

He is holding Selena with the tip of a gun aimed at Selena's left temple. “Dare you step out, then this beautiful woman will end up horribly with her head blowing out. Quickly bring them all here.” Monica gulped nervously as she looked at Selena's face which continued to signal to take the hostages out. But Monica couldn't possibly do that because her senior's life was in danger.

I’m begging You. Fix whatever is broken in me that turns everyone away from me. Cut. Cut. Cut. I cut and release my demons, or they will take over and control me. Control me to where I can’t breathe or even live. And I can’t breathe right now. It hurts to draw breath into my lungs and panic sets in.

Our SAT results came back, and our parents booked a private room at a Michelin-starred steakhouse to celebrate. Over dinner, they began discussing how we should apply to the same university so we could keep looking out for each other. I looked across the table at Derek and asked politely, “Derek, which university are you planning to apply to?” The moment the words left my mouth, comments suddenly flashed across my vision. [Here she goes again. Is this desperate side character going to apply to the same university as the male lead?] [I feel so bad for him. Just to keep the close ties between the families, he has to be okay with her clinging to him for three whole years!] [Don’t worry. H

Something that made my breath catch for a different reason. I closed my eyes for a second, trying to push it down. I felt him shift slightly, just enough that his face was closer now, his breath brushing faintly against my temple. “Breathe,” he murmured. I tried. I really did. But it came out uneven. The footsteps outside shifted again. My grip tightened on his shirt without thinking. My body tensed completely. Seconds stretched. And then—the sound of footsteps moving away. My lungs burned as I finally let out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. But I didn’t move. None of us did, because we couldn’t be sure.

he pleads. I push forward with everything I have and still it isn’t enough. Again. I push forward over and over again. I give up and sit back within my cocooned shell. I hear him plead one more time. Closing my eyes I decide it’s time to let go. I can’t keep holding my breath. My eyes fly open as I take a deep breath.