I'll Wait นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Their middle brother, Levi, was notorious for his lack of communication. “It’s only been forty minutes, Laurence.” “Still, it’s been too long. What took you so long?” Landon might trust Laurence with everything he had, but he was determined to keep Brooklyn to himself. He needed this mission to smooth over before dragging Brooklyn into this mess. “You’re freaking ridiculous, Laurence. What news do you have?” “Patrick is going to come in tomorrow. I’m hoping you can pick him up at the airport.” A frown turned the corners of Landon’s lips down. “You’re gonna have to explain this to me.”

"I said one year. I'm four years late. Are you still waiting?" I didn't answer. I rose on my toes and kissed his scar. He froze for a second. Then he wrapped his coat around me, pulling me in tight, his chin settling back on top of my head. "Yes," I said. "I'll always wait."

Just the machines and the silence and the crushing weight of everything we could’ve been but never were. “I’ll wait,” I whisper, more to myself than to her. “As long as it takes.” And I mean it. Even if it kills me, I’ll wait. Because she’s worth it. Even if I know she’ll hate me and curse at me when she wakes up, I’ll still wait. My eyes sting, but I refuse to close them. I can’t stop staring at her, willing her to wake up, willing her to move, even if it’s just her fingers twitching.

"Then I'll be waiting! Me and Nina will be waiting for you!" Like you, I am also willing to wait. I don't care how long would it take. What I'm afraid of is I'll be waiting for nothing. So please, come back and never bend your promise. We'll be waiting.

Love me like you do, love me like you do Love me like you do, love me like you do Touch me like you do, touch me like you do What are you waiting for? Love me like you do, love me like you do (like you do) Love me like you do, love me like you do (yeah) Touch me like you do, touch me like you do What are you waiting for? I'll let you set the pace 'Cause I'm not thinking straight My head spinning around, I can't see clear no more

It was strangely quiet in the confined space, so I tried to start a conversation to avoid awkwardness. "How about some music?" A rather melancholic tune started playing right then. 'Oh, can't you see it, baby? 'You've got me going crazy~ 'Wherever you go~ 'Whatever you do~ 'I will be right here waiting for you~' I was a little surprised that the frosty bigwig would be playing such a sentimental love song on loop. "I really didn't peg you for a fan, Mr. Graham."

“Shhh…be patient, after all, I’d been more than patient while waiting for you.” |-_-| /-_-\ |-_-|

Sometimes I believe in what they say "There's someone for everyone ĺ but sometimes I don't. But if you do believe in it then keep waiting. Yours, Diddy.

"I’ll do them. Just let me finish this client thing. Deadline tonight." "Chore chart said Monday." "I know. But can it wait an hour?" Something in me snapped. Not about dishes. About 4 months of me waiting. Waiting in hallways. Waiting for court. Waiting to feel safe. "It can always wait an hour" I said. "With you." *THE FIGHT* 6:20 PM - 6:40 PM His face changed. "What’s that supposed to mean?" "It means I’m always the one who waits."

I rushed out, my nerves stretched thin as I trembled on the cold surface of the piano. “Where?” He nudged his thumb deeper “Here?” I shook my head, my bottom lip trapped between my teeth as I gnawed on it. “Do you know how fucking hard it is to wait for something that’s already mine...” He looked up at me from his thumb lodged inside my tightest hole and said, “But I’ll wait. I’ll wait for as long as you want me to.”