If He Had Been With Me Summary Novels & Stories

Shields. At that time I didn't even realize that I was setting up an official meeting with him and the girl he had been pining over. I knew I needed him and the boys pronto. I fūcked myself and I lost her at the same time.

I had missed him deeply. And in that moment, I knew…he would not face this alone. Not with me, not with all of them by his side. For now, that was enough.

"Don't know what I would do if I didn't have you with me." "Don't think about that, never think about it." I push against him, clawing at the covers as we push toward the end together. "Lost years off my life." He buries his face in my neck. "When I saw him walk you out, for a brief minute I thought maybe you wouldn't go home with me today." "No way was I going to let him take me out." The promise is in my voice.

I wasn’t planning on ever complying. “I wouldn’t worry about it. You’d have to be there and we’re not going back.” He shifted and I got on his back. I wasn’t sure where our journey together would take us next. I’d go anywhere with him and he’d do anything for me. I knew that for sure now.

As he walked away, I closed my eyes and leaned back. I had no job, no plan, and no idea what came next. But I had Henry. And I would die before I let anyone take him from me.

“I never should have neglected you. I should have told you what I was doing, I should have involved you in things.” “And you think I'm just sitting around waiting? I know you needed my help, and I was doing everything I can on my own too. Though you might not know that you were actually not involving me in your plans, you need to understand that you are not alone. We are in this together, love, never forget that.” I nodded my head in agreement. Indeed, we are in this together. “Let's get you out of here,” he said, taking me in his arms. I stared at him, wide-eyed, wondering where he planned on taking me to.

If something were to happen to him and if he doesn't find his way back to me, I might as well be dead too. "I'll come back to you." He says with so much conviction, as if willing me to believe in his words. I've never felt like this. Not even with Phoebe. I had no qualms leaving her behind when I moved for my studies. If it wasn't for her, I would have been a loner. In all honesty, I wasn't even that attached to Sammy either. She was an awesome roommate and a great friend, and we connected in our mutual struggle to get buy.

And when the day comes— I was going with him to face it.

I couldn't agree more to what she had just said but even at that, it took me back to what life would have been if my mother had been around, maybe we would have gotten this far or maybe not, seeing as I was still conserve with them and didn't know how to act most times when I was with them. Holding the book closer to myself, I excused myself, taking steps up to my room when my feet came to a stop in front of the room I shared with Alexis, the hurt in his face coming at me once more. I swallowed, taking in rasp breaths because I did that, and had hurt the one person whom I knew will always have my back. Standing in front of the human length mirror, I shook my head when thoughts on how much hi

Had we met in person, I have no doubt we would've been friends; he has that vibe about him. Maybe it was his story, the one he'd told me long ago in a moment of weakness. Outside of what we do, his story is one of the things that have stuck with me and maybe the reason why I feel an attachment. I'm sure he remembers telling me, but since that day, I'm the only one of the two of us to ever bring it up.