Holding Me Back By Shawn Mendes Novels & Stories

Maybe, just maybe, she'll help me find the freedom I’ve been craving. As I lay in bed, my hands and feet crossed, staring up at the ceiling, I was too excited to even think about falling asleep. The anticipation of seeing Mia tomorrow kept me wide awake. I decided to try calming my restless mind with some soft instrumental music, hoping it would help me drift off. After a few minutes, the soothing melodies began to settle my thoughts, and soon, I felt my eyelids grow heavy. Before I knew it, I had fallen asleep, the music still playing softly in my ears, the headphones still in place, as I slipped into a peaceful, dream-filled rest.

I went to pull back but he caught me around the waist and easily pulled me up farther so that I was straddling him. “Well, if you think that, then you haven’t had vanilla with the right person.” He whispered to me sending electric waves through my body. He held me in place and honestly there was nowhere in the world I’d rather be. Gods I wanted this man. Did he really want me back? He’s like a Roman Adonis and I’m a trainwreck. I began to hesitate with self-doubt.

Occasionally Aiys notices Juna, who is still calm in driving. I'm still trying. Trying to open, Opening a new Eid Enough, me and you Without him!

"I'm not going to ask. I am going to believe you." My fingers grazed the soft skin of her neck, slipping in and out of her silky hair as we fell into comfortable silence. She slipped back into my arms, her body begging for a cuddle. I gave her that without thinking twice. Somehow, she was crawling into my heart and leaving Imprints of her feet, hands and body. I knew this second time was going to be the fucking ice breaker. Heaving a deep sigh, I pulled out my phone and sent a text to Trenton and Shaft for any updates.

"You're right." I was becoming more pissed off by everything and himself. I finally managed to push him over, jerking to my feet and panting for fresh air. I felt his hand wrap around my wrist and I screamed when he pulled me back to the bed, hovering over me. "Alvin, are you outta your mind?" I gritted my teeth, attempting to push him off with my free hand but he held my other hand, letting go of the first to hold my waist, permitting a squeak to leave me.

'Cause I will stand by you I will help you through When you've done all you can do And you can't cope And I will dry your eyes I will fight your fight I will hold you tight And I won't let go Oh I'm gonna hold you And I won't let go Won't let you go No I won't," I finish in almost a whisper as Abbigail falls asleep on my chest, curled up in my lap in the chair. Abbigail I woke up curled up in Shawn's lap with a teddy bear hugged to my chest. Shawn had her arms wrapped around me and her slow, even breaths told me she was still asleep. The last thing I remember was the song she sang to me when she found me in the nursery.

Unless he could go back in time, he was exactly what she had called him—the instigator. “Okay.” Zoey didn’t want to talk to him any longer, so she turned to leave. Shawn panicked and rushed forward, even stumbling a few times before he grabbed her wrist and held it tightly. “Zoey, listen to me.” Perhaps Zoey imagined it, but his voice sounded shaky. No matter how she tried, she couldn’t shake Shawn’s grip off. Still, she didn’t give up as she stubbornly pried each of his fingers from her wrist. There was nothing in her eyes other than disgust, as though she couldn’t stand being touched by him for another second.

Shawn tries to pull apart my zip ties, but it’s no use in his weakened state with his broken thumb. He grabs both sides of my face, pressing his forehead to mine, “I’ll be right back, sweetheart. Hold on for me,” I weakly nod. “I’ll be right back.” He assures me a second time after seeing the panic in my gaze. My eyes watch him move around the large space, but everything seems like it’s glitching. He’s moving from place to place, but I never see him walk there. “Thank fuck those two are idiots,” Shawn rushes over, sliding on his knees with a pair of small, rusty pruning shears.

Also excluding Blake cause he was coming with me. "Bye Cali." "See you tomorrow." "Goodbye." I grab Blake's hand and drag him towards the car. In a few seconds we were settled. I realized that unconsciously I tried to have a physical proof that Blake was there. In simpler words I can't keep my hands to myself. I turn on the radio to drown out the silence, also to show that I was in no mood to talk. The first song that comes on is "Hands to Myself" by Selena Gomez. Dammit. I go to change it but then decide against it.

Tumawa lang sa kan'ya si Shawn saka inabuta siya ng inumin na hawak din nito kanina pa. "Congrats," bulong nito sa tainga niya dahilan para mag-iwas siya. Hindi kasi maganda ang dulot niyon sa kan'ya. "Hi, Yesha!" nagulat siya nang batiin siya ni Cardo. May dala rin itong pagkain. Nginisian lang niya ang lalaki. "Hi, Cardo." Umupo ito sa bakanteng upuan sa harapan nila at naramdaman naman niya ang paghawak ni Shawn sa kamay niya na nasa ilalim ng lamesa.