Hold On To What You Got 소설 & 이야기

She giggled and gripped my shoulders, rolling me over onto my back as she sat up on top of me, holding one arm across her chest, keeping her dress in place. “You didn’t have to get me anything; it’s not a tradition or anything. I just really wanted you to have this tonight,” she assured me, bending and kissing my lips softly. When she pulled back, my hands instinctively tightened on her waist. I didn’t want to let her go, I felt whiny and needy and I just didn’t want her to get off me even if it was only to get something from her bag three feet away from me.

Locked in place. Following. The same way it always did. And this time— He knows for a fact— He didn’t imagine it.

Since you want to win you over by force I won't hesitate to do it. Anyways, things that are hard earned are worth celebration, right!

Well things are about to get interesting guys 😁😁😁 Watch out

is keep holding his hand. Just a little longer.

My face was filled with joy, when I noticed JayPark was staring at my face with an annoyed expression, he held my hands and said sternly, "Alright, I'll bring her back in 5 minutes." What? Moment is how long? Why don't you just let me go home? He got up and took my phone out and gave it to me, he said slowly, "I'll call often." Seriously, how could I like a person like this in high school? Let's end it but we don't know each other, we're not close anymore, why do you like to hold on? Is it annoying to call often? I wanted to say it to his face, but if I cause trouble from now on, I'll be stuck in this room. Now that he let go of my hand to leave the room, I felt like a ghost running out of t

Held it. And everything went dark. ***

"It's okay, sweetheart, you're safe now. You're not—" "No!" I cut her off, my voice trembling but firm. "I am. I can take a DNA test." She hesitated, her gaze locking with mine. When she saw the shattered conviction in my eyes, her expression shifted—from pity to shock.

I was about to approach him when Jayson suddenly grabbed my hand. “Hey Isabelle, where are you going again? Let's go home,” he said. "Just a moment, I'm just going somewhere for a while Jayson," I replied while pulling my hand that he was holding. Someone grabs my hand as I make my way to the bar counter to talk to the man I'm looking for. “Where are you going, Miss?” the man asked who grabbed my hand. “Who are you?", I enquired, with a slight annoyance in my voice.