Holding Me Back By Shawn Mendes Novels & Stories

He stepped forward, then wrapped his arms around me from behind and rested his chin on my head. He continued, "Give me one more chance, won't you? I want to marry you with everything I am and everything I have." I leaned back into the warmth of his embrace, listening to his steady heartbeat and feeling the salty sea breeze that drifted through the window. The pain of the past was like a deep scar in my soul. It would never disappear, but it could be soothed by tenderness. My life had descended into hell because of Damien, and now, it seemed, it would find its redemption through him, too.

holding you back? Xander’s eyes widen in surprise, and for a time, he’s mute. He immediately yanks me into his arms and grips me so strongly that I can not breathe. His voice is outraged as he says, "Aria, you’re not holding me back." "You’re everything to me." I hide my face in his chest, my body shivering as I battle to keep back the sobbing. I want to believe him, but the dread, the anxiety, it’s still there, chewing at me.

"You've worked so hard to get to where you are. Are you prepared to lose it all?" After ending the call, Justin turned to Remy, who stood quietly at the side. "Sheryl is still being detained. She can't be bailed out for another two days. I need someone to watch over the research lab. You'll handle that." Remy was taken aback. "I failed my last mission. Aren't you going to punish me?" Justin's smile was cold and insincere. "It wasn't your fault. You were ambushed. If not for that, I trust you wouldn't have let me down."

Will caught on to the sad change in Zayn's voice and tried to glance back at him but Zayn's hold held him down, almost like he didn't want him to look him in the face. Will gave up on trying to turn around while his hands found their way to Zayn's own that stayed wrapped around him.

I could definitely imagine the rippling muscles under the right fitted shirt and a coat shrugged over it. His eyes landed on me and I stilled at my spot. There is something in them which fills my since with this dread and makes unwanted goosebumps all over me. “What are you doing here?” “I need to talk to you.” I wanted to thank the Lord and praise myself to not have stuttered in front of him. “Speak.” He said and I noticed his muscular hands pushed inside his pockets, the Rolex set on his large left wrist. “I cannot stay here like this.” He nodded at my words, eyes sharp at me.

Why do I feel like you're holding yourself back every time you're ready to fall for me? Or is it all just in my imagination? __________ SFTC: Walking Blind - Aidan Hawken ft. Carina Round

“Lia, what's wrong? Take it easy, tell me where you are, I'll be right there now!” “Home…” Amelia had little energy to support herself, her hand shook, and her phone fell freely to the ground. She could still hear Emily’s anxious voice in the background, slowly and slowly it disappeared, her voice faint until she could no longer hear her voice anymore…

“I need someone to tell me I’m not failing the people I love.” His arms slid around my waist, drawing me in until my hands fell against his chest. He didn’t rush me, didn’t crowd me, just held me with this quiet certainty, like he was anchoring every frantic part of me. “You’re not failing anyone,” he murmured against my hair. “You’ve been holding everyone together for years. Let someone hold you now.” I let out a breath that felt like it had been trapped for a lifetime. He kissed my forehead. Then my temple. Then the corner of my mouth, each touch grounding me more than the last.

Gold is fake and real love hurts. But nothing hurts when I'm alone. And you're with me and we're alone. Let me crawl inside your veins. I'll build a wall give you a ball and chain. Its not like me to be so mean you're all I wanted. Just let me hold you. Like a hostage. * Billie Elish *

Grabbing his hand tightly, I refused to let go, even as he tried to shake me off. I clung to his hand like my life depended on it, struggling against his strength. My face contorted with effort and desperation. "It’s okay. Come with me," I said softly, trying to soothe him. Slowly, his urge to strike again began to fade, though his fiery gaze remained locked on Ace.