Novel & Cerita I Can't Stop Loving You Michael Jackson

I kept going because if I stopped I would never start again. "I know I have no right to say that. I know I picked Mia. I know I let her poison me against you. I know I stood by while she tore you down and I did nothing to stop her. I know all of it. But I still love you. I have always loved you. From the very first moment I saw you. And I have spent every day since then trying to convince myself that I did not. That it was just some stupid crush. That I could get over it. That I could move on. But I can't. I can't and I'm tired of pretending."

For three years straight, my father had taken the whole family on a Christmas trip. This year, even my newly-engaged fiancé tagged along. Everyone except me. "Chloe, Legal's swamped at year-end. You'd better stay and work—keep an eye on the house for us while you're at it. We won't book a ticket or hotel for you." My father's excuse sounded perfectly reasonable. Beside him, my mother and sister were already chatting about the snow-capped Alps, not a flicker of doubt that anything was off. And my fiancé, Jack, was helping them load luggage, grinning as he said he'd be the perfect German translator for the trip. For three years, they'd always found a reason to leave me behind. And for three ye

He looked at me as if he were trying to hold himself together and failing. "It wasn't until I found the evidence and heard what Jessica said herself that I understood. I kept lying to myself. I thought the person I loved was Jessica, but the truth is..." His eyes reddened. "The truth is, I started loving you a long time ago." He continued, his words rough and uneven, "Those five years in the church, I told myself I was waiting for my family to agree to let me marry Jessie. But every dream I had was about you. You running through the snow to buy me my favorite snack. You holding me and saying you would only ever love me in this life."

He scrutinized me from head to toe. “What is it?” I asked him. “You are…” I shook his head as if shaking the thought out of his mind. “Let us go.” The drive to school had Michael Jackson asking ‘Who’s loving you?’ on loud speaker. Glimpses of Hector’s smile kept appearing in my vision while the song reminded me that I still had my soulmate close by. It made me smile. Until that longing feeling invaded the comfortable warmth in my chest. I miss him so much. I needed to speak to him. I notice that I am not only making him suffer I am making myself suffer as well.

"Please stop." "Am so sorry Diana, but I don't think I can ever stop myself from loving you." What the!? That was really bold of him to say something like that.

She yelled in my face but she wasn't done "I hate it. I hate you-----" be still my heart "----I hate love, and most importantly I hate loving you!. I hate it so much, it destroys me, it wrecks me, it fucking ruins me, yet I can't fucking stop, I can't fucking stop! I'm addicted to you and I need to stop, I need everything to stop, I need every-fucking-thing to stop, because I hate loving you, loving you disgusts me, I disgusts myself. I hate loving you"

"I don't hate you. I could never hate you, Michael." The breath I released was small but sharp, like letting go of something I'd been gripping too tightly for too long. He didn't look away. His lip curved just barely and it made my heart stumble. "I'll always love you," he said softly. God, he was still so incredibly handsome. And still so heartbreakingly out of reach. I turned, heart pounding in my ears. I was ready to walk away, maybe for good, but then his voice stopped me, low and wondering.

“I can’t hate you, Chloe. I tried. I tried so fucking hard, but I love you too damn much.” “It would be easier if you didn’t.” “Oh, yeah.” He pulled back, running his fingers down my neck. “So much easier, but it doesn’t work that way. I can’t just stop lovin’ you because it would be better. Just like you can’t stop lovin’ me. It’s not a switch we can flick off.”

"But I'm really at my wits' end. The company doesn't have enough cash to turn things around. If we don't have the investment, I'm completely done for. "I can't accept a world where I lose everything, nor can I accept a future without you… Vivian, I really love you…" "Love me?" I repeated in disbelief before chuckling to myself. "Alright! Since you love me, you must make it up to me. "Arrive at the shrine before 6:00 am, and I'll consider what you just said. 100 steps, okay? Remember not to skip any steps." "Sure! Alright! As long as this makes you feel better, I'll go." Marcus got up in a panic. He looked at me meaningfully before speeding off in his car.

I put the song on play and turned to Brian. "Come on, get up," I said, holding his arm and making him stand up. "Jeez, you like old songs?" Brian asked as he recognised the song. "Hey! No matter how old, I like Can't Help Falling In Love With You by Elvis Presley," I said, hitting him lightly on the chest. "And besides, I think it's the perfect song for today. That's how a good Valentine's day must go for me, eating a delicious meal made by my boyfriend just for me, and also the desserts like red velvet truffles. How could a dance not come in here. And there's no other song better than Can't Help Falling In Love With You for a perfect slow dance. I like things old and simple." It always remi