Hearts Meme Novels & Stories

Her fingers trembled as she scrolled. “Bro she’s INSANE” “Ethan run 😭” “Psycho girlfriend energy” “She belongs in jail wtf” Elena clicked out of that post and the next one loaded so fast. A meme this time. Her face photoshopped onto the Hulk’s body, mid-rampage. Caption: “Elena when you forget to text back.” Then another. Her face on a tiger, roaring. “Don’t mess with Elena Cruz.” Then another. Her with exaggerated muscles and a unibrow. “Roid rage Elena.”

' Mark muttered angrily, gritting his teeth. He was just standing there angrily thinking what to do. Just then a lovely voice started echoing on the loud speakers of the university. 'Is the heat and the evening full of it troubling you too? So get ready to cool down your heart and mind because today we have a very lovely song for you. Hug me like a picture frame While I'm staring in your eyes My mind's still in the memory Turfed like I'm a bulletproof My heart's playing halo games Knowing that when you and I collide

Inside was a single sheet of matte black paper, the message printed in faint grey type, like a whisper in ink: You’re not the only one watching. You’ve got forty-eight hours before someone decides your past isn’t worth hiding. No signature. No mark. But the phrasing… sharp, precise. It reminded her of the way Leo Knight spoke—only this was colder, less amused. Her mind moved fast—cross-referencing jobs, old contacts, burned clients—but there were too many possibilities. She turned the page over, and a smaller slip of paper fell out. A photograph. Her chest tightened.

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With slow, hesitant steps, she approached it, her fingers trembling as she picked it up. The moment she read the inscription, the breath whooshed out of her lungs. "I will always be your Home. No matter how long it takes, I will wait for you." A lump formed in her throat, her vision blurring as emotions surged through her. She clutched the card tightly, her fingers pressing into the delicate paper as she swallowed back tears. Damn him. Damn, Ethan Calloway for always knowing exactly how to break down her walls. “Happy Birthday, Wifey.”

There’s such a sad love Deep in your eyes a kind of pale jewel Open and closed within your eyes I’ll place the sky Within your eyes There’s such a fooled heart Beatin’ so fast In search of new dreams A love that will last Within your heart I’ll place the moon Within your heart As the pain sweeps through Makes no sense for you Every thrill is gone Wasn’t too much fun at all But I’ll be there for you When the world falls down Falling Falling down Falling in love I’ll paint you mornings of gold

I could never throw away my clothes. “And every time you roll your eyes, I just want to kiss you. Every time you complain about how little Lays they give in the packet, I want to kiss you. Every time you laugh at the lame memes, I want to kiss you. Every time you breathe, I want to kiss you. I don’t ever want to stop kissing you.” I could feel my throat closing up and a blush rising up my neck. I stared at the closed door. “Really?” I squeaked out in a low happy voice.

He asked and looked at me again with his annoyingly charming grin. "What?!" I was asking that a lot today. "You painted me a heart," he simply answered, without a hint of anger in his voice. "You painted mine."

“I think you, out of everyone in the world, need one person who can show you how to love again.” “And you think your cousin could do that for me?” she asked as she watched him as he thought about her question. The simple question was more than he had thought it would be. He knew it was two-sided at best. “I think my cousin could help you. I don’t know if it would be the key or not. I do think that he would help open your heart again in a way I don’t think anyone else can. You had someone like him before, so you understand.” Garrett said. “He is alone now. He needs help in life and people to love him back. For you, it may help both of you.”

But. I was still hoping I guess, that we would be able to work it out. I couldn't hate him, even when I had every reason to. After all, he was the only man I had ever loved. And he was the only man I was going to love. Because the heart is a bitch, you can't make it understand by reasoning with it. It forgets all the hurt someone caused you, all the pain, all the misery. It only remembers those moments when someone made you breathless. Over and over, it just runs toward one person. And unfortunately for me, that one person was Landon.