Hold My Hand Jess Glynne Novels & Stories

I smile, ''It's all for you. The guests are clapping their hands at our presence, letting us pass through and towards the middle of the hall. Surprisingly, the music starts to play which causes me to look down at her who has a smile on her face before placing both of my hands on her waist as she places both of her hands on my shoulders near my neck. ''You chose Till The End by Jessie Ware?'' I ask, looking down at her face and instantly realising that we're inches apart.

V said feeling out of breath. "Oh sorry!" Zayn pulled away a bit embarrassed. As Zayn pulled away jungkook and Eli hugged V too welcoming him back. "Jisoo!" Jennie said as she walked in with the little bundle of joy in her hands. The girls (Jennie, rose, lisa, petris) ran up to her but stopped seeing Jasmine in her hands. "here let me!" V took Jasmine from Jisoo's hands and the girls crashed on each other.

I look up at her in her eyes. (Song forever yours - Kygo) "Every time I see your face There's a cloud hangin' over you In such a beautiful way There's a poetry to your solitude Ooh, you should let me love you Hold me now, forevermore Oh, I'll be thinkin' of you Tell me I'm forever yours Ooh, you should let me love you Hold me now, forevermore Oh, I'll be thinkin' of you Tell me I'm forever yours Tell me I'm forever yours

I didn’t really expect him to sing with me but here we are. Oh, I've been shaking I love it when you go crazy You take all my inhibitions Baby, there's nothing holdin' me back You take me places that tear up my reputation Manipulate my decisions Baby, there's nothing holdin' me back There's nothing holdin' me back

Though It might be too late feeling the heat. At least I won’t have to do it myself anymore. It’s already better. “Don’t you worry, Your Empress.” Maddie goes before it happens. She’s so quick that I don’t catch it until the warmth of her fingers. It’s a hand. Her hand. She's holding my hand? I am nearly blown away by just that. No one ever wants to touch me, let alone hold my hand. But little do I know I am in for an even bigger surprise. She's smiling so wide her eyes disappear.

Finn called from a side, when I turned to him I noticed his hand was outstretched towards me. "Let's get this party started, you can't aggravate Karl by standing and drinking at a bar all alone" he rolled his eyes. "But...." I opened my mouth to argue but he grabbed my hand and pulled me to himself. "Don't worry I won't do anything to you without permission" He explained like as though he was reading my mind. I let out a sigh before noding confidently, he held my hand and led me to the center of the dance floor, the DJ has changed the song to 'I need to know' by Doja cat, my favorite rap artist.

“Messy hair, the scent of tobacco. What other aphrodisiacs turn you on, Mrs. Ruiz?” “Just being in your presence.” I looked down at my left hand. Above Em’s great-grandmother’s band was a sparkling, gorgeous round diamond. Em reached for my hand. “You like it?” “I do. We need to get you a ring.” “Lockdown is over. We can go do whatever you want to do.” I spun around and peered at him over my shoulder. “I’d rather stay here tonight.” I batted my eyelashes. “Could you maybe help me out of this dress?”

“You don’t get to say those things and expect me not to fall apart all over again.” He moved around the small table, covering her hand with his. His palm was warm, calloused, but trembling. “Then don’t break,” he said softly. “Let me hold what’s left. Let me prove it’s not too late.” Jenna’s fingers quivered beneath his, but she didn’t pull away. She lifted her chin, searching his eyes, her voice barely more than a breath. “And if I let you back in?”

She told me, and was about to pull back her hand, but I placed my palm on top of her hand to lock it there. “Hold still,” I commanded, and unlike before, she did not oppose me on this. She let her hand stay. She allowed me to take control. When my arm started to sag, I encircled her wrist, placed the back of her hand on my thigh, her palms up, and then I pressed my palm in hers and wove our fingers together. “Just let me do this.” I pleaded. Surprisingly, Gwen did not argue. She did not protest. She let me hold her hand and felt her squeeze it several times.