Novel & Cerita I Like Em All Jacob Latimore

His breaths are shaky and his fists are still clenched tightly as he struggles to remain calm. "I hate him! I hate him for what he's done to me." Jake yells out, telling Ivory. She mumbles a response under her voice, too quiet for me to hear. I simply stare at him intensely, my face contorted in pain as Tobias' words ring round and round my head. "Emily, he's lying. I can explain!" I force myself to breathe deeply . . . give him a chance Emily.

"You're really good, Red. But..." "It's sad, right?" Red said, continuing his words. "Do you know what it means?" He shake his head. "It's when you like someone but he doesn't like you back. That's why it's sad." Red suddenly laid on his shoulder making him flinch. "I honestly don't think I can ever finish that song. And if I did, I'll probably die from sadness." "Red, what are you-" "You're this close to me and yet you're so far." He whispered as he traced his chin through his finger. "I really hate sadness but you are the reason why I'm sad so I don't really mind it." He then moved away and fixed his guitar.

"Thanks, Emilia. It means a lot." milia's eyes sparkled with curiosity, and she leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Sophia, I have to admit something. I kind of like Tyler and Jake." I blinked in surprise, not expecting that confession at all. "You do? Like them how?" Emilia laughed openly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I mean, I find them physically appealing, Sophia." My eyes widened, and I couldn't help but let out a surprised giggle. Emilia had always been so candid about her feelings. "Well, Emilia, they are good-looking guys, I'll give you that."

she replied. I chuckled, “that might be true...” I hummed, “but the music, the emotion, the vibe and the message is different.” I could identify white rapper from Eminem, to NF, Machine Gun Kelly, G-eazy to Zero.that didn’t mean I didn’t have mad love for my kind. Play me a little lil-wayne, Meek Mill or Drake anyway day. “Still doesn’t change the fact that you’re a lazy bone,” she whistled and I chuckled, shaking my head.I slipped into my shoes and took the liberty to straighten my hair as my Aunt talked on and on about her hot boss, she was a real estate agent.

He gives my mom, one of his heart melting smile as she says aw and buys his story. I quickly open the note and my mouth falls open. You got to be kidding me ‘Emily I really can’t get you out of my head. It would mean the world to me if we could meet again and you can give me a chance to get to know you better. Maybe I can be less envious this time’ Your ardent admirer Jacob "What the hell the date was so bad it can’t be all because you showed up" I whisper to Lucas as my mom walks out of the living room to the kitchen to make some breakfast

"To this day, the man walks with a limp." Eva put her hands on her hips. "But he had fun. He still talks about that day, okay? We're doing this. Don't argue with me." Liam liked the way she stood up to everyone and how they reluctantly agreed. Van was an unlikely leader, but she was in charge. "So where's Jacob?" he asked. "Justice," she corrected. "He doesn't like group sports." "Not a team player?" "He plays tennis." "I see." She glared at him. "What does that mean?"

"No, Jaxon." Jaxon ignored her reply. Instead, he continued, determined to say what he knew would shake her. "Because I can't and I won't." He exhaled deeply, as if trying to release the torment he had carried for so long. "I can't hurt Emory. I don't want to hurt Emory." There was a pause. His body trembled with the emotion that surged through him as he spoke her name. Then he ended the battle within him with a raw, unfiltered truth. "I love Emory Abernathy." *

“Apparently we’re obvious.” Jackson snorted. “You’ve been obvious for years.” I stared at him. “Excuse me?” “Took you both long enough,” he continued easily. “Seriously, the tension was unbearable.” “Shut up.” He bumped his shoulder lightly against mine. “I’m happy for you, Em. Liam’s been miserable about you forever.” Before I could respond, Liam walked up carrying a heavy bag of ice over one shoulder. “What’d I miss?” he asked. “Nothing important,” Jackson replied immediately before disappearing toward the patio whistling to himself.

Delilah said, her eyes sparkling with mischief "and we're willing to go any length and sacrifice for what we love." "Exactly." Emilia leaned in slightly, her voice low enough that the women around them wouldn't hear. "My Jax is worth fighting for. He's such a wonderful man. So talented, so creative, so..." She paused deliberately, watching Delilah's reaction. “passionate." "Of course, Jax is a passionate man. I of all people would know that.” Delilah agreed. "About his work, especially. I…” "Jax?" Emilia’s smile sharpened. "Jax? You call him Jax?" She said the name like she owned it.

"You don’t have to explain anything, sweetheart. Life gets in the way sometimes. It’s nothing to be ashamed of." "Honestly," Jack added, grinning, "this just makes it even more important we introduce you to Liam. He should absolutely be the one to set the tone for your year." Emily turned toward me again, resting her chin in her hand, eyes warm and considering. “He’s respectful, easygoing, and hot as hell. He’s also not into collecting notches, if that’s what you’re worried about.” I could feel my chest rising and falling a little faster, something stirring under my ribs. Wanting. Nervous, but wanting.