I Hold On So Nervously Novels & Stories

~Jamorea~ I’m nervous! I mean, I’m so nervous that I feel like everyone can hear my heart thumping in my chest. I have no idea what to expect, and I don’t know if I will be able to move freely into the building without Brackston suspecting anything.

His gaze was unwavering and was really very intense. I dont know why, but I started feeling very nervous with his so intense gaze o n me. My hands fall from m y waist and I stared fidgeting with my fingers, which I always do whenever I a m nervous or confused. And right now, I am hell nervous and very confuse too. Our terrace broke down b y the ringing of his phone. I jumped o n my place by the sudden ringing of his phone. He attended the call and went in the balcony of his room.

I'm waiting once again, for the last time. Tonight determines what my future will hold. I'm finally doing it, I've been silent for so long, watching things unfold in front of my eyes and remain in the background. I'm a woman in love and I'm about to express all that's been within. I wanted things to be perfect and so I had some help from Joey, Mrs Davies and Alex, who would be informing us on their arrival. I'm nervous of course but I'm hopeful that tonight will have a good turn out. Something good will happen.

I could trust him, so why was it hard to get the words out of my throat, "Yes?" He was waiting, gesturing for me to go on. My throat bobbed harshly, almost like the words were stuck there, "I-I-" I tried to say more but I couldn't. I exhaled shakily, my eyes falling on my hands. My fingers twisting anxiously, a nervous tic I thought had stopped, I felt his touch before I saw it, his large tanned palm cupped my fidgety hands, and the warmth from him seeped into my skin. I lifted my eyes and the encouraging smile on his face stunned me,

“Do you want to go in first, or should I?” I stand frozen, rubbing my arm like I trying to warm myself up. “M-Maybe you should go in first.” I stutter, which is weird because I rarely get nervous. “Do…do you think that I can get my test results as well?” I have my eyes pinned to the ground, which is why I cannot see how Ajax must look right now, but I can tell that he is watching me.

Jaden’s POV “Just stay calm. You’re going to get the job. Act confident. Like you belong here.” My whispered mantra did nothing to still the nerves fluttering in my gut like trapped moths. I sat on the edge of the faux-leather waiting room chair, resume clutched in sweaty palms, the low heel of my white zipper ankle boot tapping out a nervous rhythm against the cheap beige carpet.

Her introverted and poker face matched to the role and with a little practice she managed to perform the role well. But deep down Bai Ning was still unsure if she was doing well, it was her first time peforming live before all this people and deep down somehwere she was nervous. What if she mispronounces a word, what if she forgets the lines, what if... what if... An evening before the final show Bai Ning and her crew had a last performance; even after getting multiple praises for her performance the girl was still half- hearted. That was when An Zihao came huffing and puffing from his soccer practise. Bai Ning was fluttered, the two had been friends for more than few months now and somehow,

Warning ⚠️ NSFW. Advisable for 18+, not suitable for the light hearts. Contained sex and violence. I was standing in the hallway and I was nervous. I’ve felt nervous before but not like this, not this much and uncontrollable. I counted one to twenty to calm myself down as I waited. I wasn’t sure what I was actually waiting for until someone touched my shoulder and I spun around. My eyes automatically locked with a pair of gorgeous silver eyes. He dropped his hand and shoved it into the pocket of his black executive pants.

He'd even taken out the black ring, the one that marked the Donna. But in the end, all he did was let me look at it. Could I really ever wear it? Thinking of that, I let out a tired sigh. Just then, the door opened. Julian stood in the doorway. "The West Harbor thing. Handled?" I didn't turn around. I just reached up to slide the album back onto the shelf. But it was only halfway in when his hand closed over my wrist. His eyes landed on the album's cover, and his voice eased.

He didn't seem like the type to marry. My heart raced as I realized I didn't have my cell phone with me; I was completely cut off from the world. I couldn't even talk to Grandpa, who was probably waiting for my call. I couldn't bear the silence, so I sat on the couch, anxiously waiting for the Underboss to come home. I chewed on my nails, my foot tapping relentlessly against the floor. My nerves were on edge, and every passing second felt like an eternity. Suddenly, I heard the elevator ding, and my pulse skyrocketed.