I Just Hugged You In My Thoughts Novels & Stories

My heart was still racing, but her touch… her voice… was slowly stitching me back together. “I thought…” I swallowed hard. “I thought I was going to lose you. I just—” The words tangled in my throat. “Come here,” she whispered, not pushing, not pressuring. Just there. She pulled me into a hug, and for a moment, I melted into her arms.

I raised my pinky as a way of solidifying my promise. He smiled as he extended his arms for a hug, one that I really needed at this moment. “Come on.” My heart melted as I entered his warm embrace, his hand patting my back gently as he planted a little kiss on my head. It was nothing erotic or romantic, just a hug from a friend who knew I was going through hell.

Oddly enough, her attention is more on me than on Thought, who looks otherworldly in this mediocre space. “I missed you,” I say. She steps forward to hug me without any hesitation, as if there were nothing strange between us. Her hair is as damp as mine from the weather, but her hug is warm and tight enough to comfort me. Just breathing in her familiar scent nearly brings me to tears, mourning the close relationship we once had. “I’m sorry about everything. I know you thought I was going crazy, and it’s probably strange to see me here.” She pulls away, finally acknowledging Thought who lingers behind us.“You’re with him…”

Davis. The only other thing that ever made me feel like I was in heaven like I do now was that hug we shared a long time ago. The hug that I call my heaven. I don't get many of those hugs anymore not so much recently because of everything that recently happened between us but hopefully many more of these heaven moments to come.

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Heaving a slow deep sigh, I discarded the thoughts, focusing on the present. “I have been looking forward to this day.” I twisted my lips in amusement. “The day that I would be able to see you again. Aren’t you going to give me a hug, mother? I opened my arms, pouting innocently like a little kid who was happy to hug her mother after being away for a long time.

The love I thought was real. And how it all shattered in a single day. My hand rubbed slow circles over my stomach. “You’re all I’ve got,” I whispered. And then— A gentle touch on my shoulder. I stiffened, my heart jumping into my throat. Someone was behind me.

It sent a shock wave through my body. He stepped closer. His chest pressed against my back. I could feel how hard his muscles were. He took the umbrella from my hand. His fingers brushed against mine. They were warm. He held the umbrella over both of us, hiding us from the people in front. We were in our own little world. "I missed you," he said in my ear. His breath was hot on my neck. "Do you know how many times I thought about you? Do you know how many times I touched myself thinking about your face?"

Christ, I still can’t believe I hugged her and had actually enjoyed it. I laid on my back, my eyes on the ceiling as her face dominated my mind. She always hides beneath a big t shirt and that day, I actually felt her and she was soft, so small like she completes me. God, hell no, fuck, what am I thinking? I frowned, shaking my head to shake off her face. How could I be thinking about Ugly when I have Holly right beside me? I must be stupid or something right?

It was as if he was my refuge, a safe haven in the midst of the storm that was currently engulfing my life. “We're friends,” I said to refute the indirect invitation, while I mentally pushed away the thoughts that had just flashed through my head. “Friends can hug even if they hate it.” “Why didn't you want to hug me back then?” I bit my lower lip, holding my tongue at the smile that was bound to curve. Instead, I tried not to think too much about where I hesitantly placed my hands on his broad back, putting my hands where they seemed to want them.