Novel & Cerita I Wanna Make U Feel Wanted

"I have to find a way to turn off my brain." "Why? So you can be like the rest of us?" She dropped her hands to her side. "Yes. I want to be a regular girl." "Sorry. You're stuck being special." She loved him so much it hurt. She wanted him to think she was more than his best friend's kid sister. She wanted him to see her as a woman. Right, and while she was having a fantasy moment... maybe he could see her as a beautiful woman he ached for. As if!

"You're so mean! I hate you!" "Truth hurts, Steph!" "Whatever. So, what song are we going to sing tomorrow?" "Hmm. How about this?" I ask, playing the song I have chosen. /I wanna be a billionaire so fucking bad Buy all of the things I never had Uh, I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen/ /Oh every time I close my eyes I see my name in shining lights, yeah A different city every night, oh I I swear the world better prepare

“M, wake up! I need you and I am waiting for you. You have ten minutes. Fifteen, if your mother left something for breakfast, and you bring some for me.” “Okay, okay!” I stretched, but relaxed and closed my eyes again. “M, I am in the truck,” he stated, and in a second I was on my feet and staring through my window. “Damn, M” I hit behind my curtains when I saw him looking at me from his truck across the street. “Just… Give me…Yeah, fifteen.” “No makeup needed, pretty,” he ordered. “I want you as you are.” My jaw dropped, as my heart imagined him “wanting me”, not just waiting for me to go out. I ended the call, feeling how my breathing changed again.

I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish, I'll be your fantasy I'll be your hope, I'll be your love, be everything that you need I love you more with every breath truly, madly, deeply do I will be strong, I will be faithful 'cause I'm counting on A new beginnin' A reason for livin' A deeper meaning, yeah I wanted to laugh at myself. The microphone isn’t doing any good with my voice, but I know that the quality of the performance doesn’t even matter here, it’s the thought and the feeling that I want to convey that matters. I wanna stand with you on a mountain I wanna bathe with you in the sea I wanna lay like this forever Until the sky falls down on me And when the stars are shining brightly in

“Do you like… uhm manly and uhm… mature?” "..."

JUST LOOK AT WHAT YOU DO TO ME, LOOK AT HOW HARD I AM FOR YOU BEING WITHOUT YOU FEELS LIKE DEATH TO ME, AFTER LAST NIGHT YOU'RE STILL SO TIGHT DAMN MY SWEET I WANT MORE OF YOU GIVE ME ALL OF YOU THALIA I STARTED TO SOB🥺🥺 I DONT KNOW HOW TO STOP HIM

I ask frowning. “I want you to want me, to seek me out for more than just comfort when you're nervous or scared. I want you to crave the feelings that only I can make you feel, Margot. I want you to feel empowered to come to me when you want me, knowing that I will never turn you away. I love you. I want you, and I want you to want me like that too. So, if I’m making you want me more every time we’re together, then I’d say I’m doing exactly what I was hoping to do.”

I wanted more……. I wanted him to push harder, to fill the space until there was no room left for thoughts or words. "Tell me what you want, Val," he urged, his breath hot against my ear as he pulled me back against his chest. "Tell the camera. Tell us." "I want everything," I whispered, my voice breaking. "I want you to make me forget where I am. I want to feel like I’m breaking apart…….i want you inside me fucking me to nothing!"

I repeated myself softly, but loud enough for the entire hall to hear, "Take off the watch." Her expression changed at once. Panic flickered in her eyes—an intensity I had never seen before. "What do you mean? You know what this watch means to me," she said. "I know." I released her hand and took out a document I had prepared long before today. "And because I know, I want a divorce." She stared at me, stunned, then looked at the document labeled "Divorce Agreement". Her body trembled. "Jayden, say that again." "I said I want a divorce. All because of that watch."

"Mom, maybe we should go to the hospital just in case? If something really bad happens..." Paula wanted to fight back, but her body felt too weak. She still looked completely unconvinced and yelled, "You worthless brat, quit trying to freak us out! You just want to mess up our big break. You're nothing but trouble!" She glared at me with pure hatred and sneered. "You just don't want Oliver and me to get those gift boxes. What's your intention? Spit it out! What's in it for you to stop us?" Before she finished talking, she raised the hand that wasn't completely blackened yet, ready to smack me.