I Hold On So Nervously Novels & Stories

they both replied, smiling at the sight of me. "Are we all ready?" asked Hannah and instantly started the engine. "Yup," I replied, and with that, we sped off as Emma turned on the radio. She spotted my hands trembling from nervousness and fidgeting in my seat. I’m strangely nervous about taking the entrance exam now...I don't know why… Emma reached out and held my hand, comforting me, "C'mon Snow, don't be nervous. I know you can do it.” "Yeah, girl! It's normal to be nervous but don't let it eat you alive that you won't do the test right. Be confident." Hanah agreed, turning the volume of the radio louder.

I order with a neutral tone in my voice, always keeping my eyes fixed on hers and when she moves, I focus on the movements of her slightly trembling hands, indicating her nervousness. Is she nervous? Of course not.

But the moment that I do I can only feel myself grow more nervous. Why does it say that Jack is already here?

Articus's Point of View December 2001 I sat on the couch in the living room while waiting for my dad, I'm bothered. I am still scratching my palms as I used to do while I can't calm myself. " Nanny?" My heartbeats race abnormally, I am nervous. Maybe it's my last time to live in this world. As I heard my Dad knocking at the door, I swallowed deeply and my hands shivered.

I could not help it as I tensed up again, trying to prepare myself for a blow to the head I was certain was coming. I even tensed the grip I had as I held tightly onto the item I was still holding in my hands, the item I picked up on the table earlier and tried to give to him so he did not have to stand there in front of me with, well, while he was not clothed. All of a sudden, he took a step closer to me. I could not help it as his movement made me jump in place. I tried to remain as still as I could when he was now standing closer to me. I closed my eyes. I was not sure when he was going to drop his hand down to me, striking me down to the ground, but I sure wished he would do it soon, the

Even in situations like this, I still can’t help but run my mouth and curiosity. Faex. This old bastard got me from what he did. It totally drains the energy out of my body that merely speaking makes my lips tremble. Nero caught my attention when I felt him hold my hand. I swallowed hard when I noticed his serious but concerned expression. He seems to have noticed my struggle and the way he looks at me speaks that he will get rid of whatever it is that is hurting me. I sighed and held his hand on top of mine and smiled reassuringly.

she signed the contract and handover me, her hands were shivering. She was nervous. she stood in the middle of the crowded room, her eyes darting nervously from person to person. Her hands were clasped tightly together, and her shoulders were tense with anxiety. Despite the noise and bustle around her, she felt completely alone and exposed, as if everyone in the room was staring at her. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down, but her heart was racing and her palms were slick with sweat. She knew that she needed to pull herself together and face whatever was coming, but the fear was overwhelming.

“Let me try.” It was about three o’clock when Em received a phone call. He took it out into the hall. When he returned, his smile was present, but his eyes weren’t glistening. “Is everything all right?” “I have to go.” He jutted his chin toward the computer screens. “Are you good? You can do this. You have been doing it by yourself for the last hour.” “Honestly, I’m nervous.” I scoffed. “I have been all day, so what’s new?”

I hold on tight, refusing to let him leave. Silence fills the space. He looks down at my hand gripping his arm, then slowly lifts his gaze. Our eyes meet. The risk of someone walking in sends my heartbeat into a frenzy. Yet I can’t let go. I keep holding on, fingers tightening instinctively. Somehow, a terrifying realization begins to dawn. Maybe the obsessed one is actually me.

I could feel the fast palpitation of my heart while thinking what to do. The clattering sound of the pieces of broken glasses on the floor together with the exchange gunshots is making my head throb in pain. I am not scared but I am nervous that Sain will saw me holding a freaking gun.