Romans & histoires I Need You Here

From an unknown number. I see you.

Now, I consider myself lucky that you're yelling at me because I know you're alive beside me. -I understand, but I don't want this! -What don't you want? To stay with me? To have me by your side? Do you really think I'll believe that you don't love me anymore? -I love you, but I need space, and with you around dictating everything, I can't. -Then what do you want me to do? -Let me go? I'll stay with a friend; I won't be alone. We'll see each other, but not as often because I'll start working.

What should I do? I need a miracle. I badly need it now!

"Huh? Why my phone, I'm sure that you have your phone with you right now. Can't you call him through your phone?" "well, Hahaha…Did you not see his angry face a while ago? I'm sure as hell that he is currently angry at me and he won't answer my calls if I call him using my phone so lend me yours now or you can call him yourself here. Tell him that you need him to do something back at the banquet kitchen or something like that"

Wanting. Gideon raised an eyebrow, his eyes flicking over me, catching the way the camisole clung to my hips. “Okay, well…” He started to back toward the door, his tone light but uncertain. “I’ll see you tomorrow, then. Have fun, you two.” “No,” I said, grabbing his wrist before he could leave. “Stay. I need you.” Matt’s brow furrowed, his gaze darting between me and Gideon. “Need him? What about me? Which one of us, Lindsay?”

I m coming for you.

I miss you. ***

“What are you doing here?” “I need your help.”

Well actually it says dick head. Sighing, I swipe up to answer. “What do you want from me?” “I just want you to give me the chance to explain everything. Will you please hear me out?” “Fine. I am about to head out to get something to eat. Meet me at Olive Garden in 30 minutes.” “Ok. Done. See you then.”