Romans & histoires I Hold Your Hand In Mine

He kept on stuttering, I sighed and slowly pulled him up and held his hand “Hold onto me, we are a couple right? So we should always hold hands” “Hmm” He nodded excitedly and held my hand as we walked out of the mansion, we got to his car and he opened the car door for me as I got in and he got in too. “What music should I play?” “Hmmmm” I thought for a while with my thumb resting on my chin “I think intention by Justin Bieber”

She said, holding my hand. What?

When he saw me, he paused. “Mr Hanson! I’m pleased to see you.” I walked over with my hand extended. To be honest, I had no idea how to show this man respect. He probably deserved more from me than an outstretched hand, but considering how he carried himself—like a youngster without any care in the world—it was hard to not go overboard. Gregory seemed to be hit by realization before he switched his wine glass to the left hand and took my hand in a shake. “Anna Vendel? Wait, you were supposed to come today? Why wasn’t I reminded?”

“Once I bite you, there’s no stopping the change. The pain will feel endless, and every part of you will beg me to end it. You have to hold on. Do you hear me, Dante? You have to hold on.” I nodded, swallowing the lump in my throat. “I can do it.” He stepped closer, close enough that I could see the conflict in his face. His hand firmly cupped the back of my neck. “If I lose control and the blood pulls me under, you have to trust that I will fight my way back. Do you trust me?” My voice cracked but I didn’t hesitate. “I trust you.” Something flickered in his gaze, and I thought he might pull away. But then his expression hardened, and before I could breathe again he leaned in.

I told him, feeling on top of the world. I laughed. "We're so lucky to have each other." He held my hand and squeezed it lightly. "Dress up, I'm taking you out for a date."

Matt’s laugh echoed in the silent night. I bit my lip to try and hide how embarrassed I suddenly felt and bumped his fake belly. “Damn you, M!” “Watch your language, you naughty girl!” He made himself serious. “Or you might get coal in your sock.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me close to him. I hastily hid my mobile in my coat with my other hand and tried to catch up with his confident steps. “I will keep you steady. You will not fall if I am holding you.” Matt said and fire burned through my heart.

Just held my hand. And that was enough.

She slowly found my hand and holds my hand. XXX

“It will be okay.” I took her hand in mine. “I hope you’re right.”

I wrapped my fingers around it, gently, carefully, holding the one part of him that I could. His hand was cold. I held it anyway. And I waited.