Holding Me Back By Shawn Mendes Novels & Stories

And I feel it like it’s happening inside me instead of her, like every breath she takes is something I’m holding onto, something I’m counting, something I’m afraid will stop if I let go for even a second. “Sir, we need to move her—now.” The medic’s voice cuts in again, urgent this time, more forceful, more insistent, and I know they’re right, I know time is running out, I know holding her here won’t save her— But letting go feels impossible. Still— I loosen my grip. Slowly. Reluctantly. Like I’m tearing something away from myself. But I don’t step back. I don’t leave. I stay right there, right beside her, my hand still holding hers, refusing to break that connection even as they lift her, ev

🎶 Am holding on, why is everything so heavy Holding on, there's so much more than I can carry 🎶 HEAVY- LINKIN PARK FT KIIARA Clement left a few minutes ago, not before making sure I was okay. Right now I was tucked up in bed and gazing at my ceiling. Counting sheeps is meant to help me fall asleep but all I can see is the dainty sheeps dancing tango in my vision. i really really need this sleep, waking up before my alarm has not been helpful at all.

Remembering his question, I shake my head as much as I can from how tightly he held me. A little dumbfounded at being held against his chest. He holds me even tighter. A sigh escapes my lips as his scent surrounds me. He’s holding me. Zayne is holding me. And my mind completely blanks I know that I should say something, but I'm not sure what to say. I pull back after a moment my eyes lowered, “A little shaken but I'm fine,” I say as I look up at him.

"She's just hurt. She wants to hurt you back." I took a deep breath before starting a song. 'Take you back Do do do do Take you back' They joined in and I took the lead walking up to Adrian. 'Oh I've been told by (do do do do) Some people and they all (do do do do) Said to take you back (do do do do) Take you back like before (do do do do) 'I don't call this a reason I just call it believin' in myself Do do do do

But as the city lights pass by outside, I can’t help but feel like I’m caught in a storm, torn between the man who broke me and the part of me that’s terrified I might still want him back. How dumb can I be? __________________________________________________________ Damien Shaw Imogene still wants me. We almost kissed. I have a chance with her, she hasn’t completely moved on from me like she claimed. As I drive back home, my phone buzzes with a text that Siri dutifully reads. [Breonna: I’m at your place. Just got back from Imogene’s. Where are you?] Breonna’s back at my place which means Imogene is back home. I wonder if she’s okay. She had a slight cold back at the site. I step on the pedal

Emily's pov His darkening gaze bored into mine making me squirm. "You look- He started but he was cut off by Shawn's loud tone. "Oh damn this is my song, come dance with me Em!" Before I could protest, Shawn already clutched my hand, pulling me away from Maya and Bryson. I tried to keep up with him while also trying to not trip and fall in those heels. "Shawn I don't feel like dancing." I protested, my gaze dropping to the grass blades.

he whispered, sending an electric shock through my body, leaving me wide-eyed, my heart racing. "Stop that nonsense," Mendy intervened as she approached us. She tried to separate us, but Liam's grip was too strong. Despite my desire to break free, his hold on my waist was unyielding. He suddenly pushed Mendy away, and she fell to the ground, his face expressionless. Mendy looked up at him, tears welling in her eyes, her lower lip swollen from biting. The tears streamed down her cheeks. "I'm sorry, but you can't keep us apart anymore," Liam declared in a husky voice. I lifted my head to meet his gaze. He finally released his grip on my waist and leaned towards Mendy.

My mother was clearly reluctant to let it go, but she eventually turned around and left. I was about to follow her when Josie grabbed my arm. Her expression darkened, and there was a hint of uncertainty in her voice.

Patricia POV I opened my eyes, and I was back to the real world, I felt a slight headache, I managed to sit up, peering around, to remember where I was, the memory from last night vanished, I only managed to grab some, before they disappeared, while I managed to rearrange the little of the memory I had left, I saw Morris walk into the sitting room, he wore a black shirt that fit into his masculine figure so perfectly, my eyes couldn’t help but notice the visible contours on his chest, PS: even with the shirt. It was as if he was made for the shirt, and the shirt made for him. He definitely wouldn't look out of place in a fashion magazine.

What I read was a warning to stay as far away from him as possible. Shawn arched his brow at my sudden withdrawal. I was about to get off the bed when he held me still by my arm. “Isn’t this the part where you disappear?” I challenged. The crease around his forehead deepened. “What do you mean?” “You fuck me and the next moment you disappear. When did you even get back? Aren’t you not meant to be away for the next ten days or more?” Shawn was about to say something but I interrupted. “And who the hell gave you the permission to touch me?” I tried once more to wriggle myself from his hold but he just wouldn’t let go of me.