If I Lay Here Mga Nobela at Kwento

Familiar, sugary, sickly-sweet. “Oh, Iris, babe,” Layla cooed near me. “You really thought it’d be that easy?” She crouched beside me as I started to see spots, darkness clouding my vision. I couldn’t move, couldn’t speak. “That was cute,” she whispered. “Let’s try again tomorrow.”

He said as I lay on the bed and dozed off Zzzzz...

--- Maya lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. No anxiety. No waiting. Just quiet. Just her. Just enough.

“But I’m here.” And for now, that’s enough. ##########

I'm desperate; I just want to be with him right now. Before I could say a word, I realized I was already lying on my own bed.

"Oh, my God! oh my God!! I had sex with a stranger, " Dari said, realising what had happened, "please tell me we used protection at least. " " I don't think we did but don't worry, I'm clean I have no STD," Maxwell said while drying up his body, "listen I will be leaving now, you can order whatever you need, it will be added to my tab, meanwhile I have somewhere to be" "I'm Dari, it's.....'

I don't want to, because I find here more convenient than being there with her. "What should I do?" I mutter as I lay on my back, and stare up at the ceiling...

“What are you doing here?” Truth be told, I had no idea why I was there. I was lying in bed, intent on sleeping, and I found myself unable to sleep, the next thing I knew, I was standing in the mansion desperate for a taste of her.

- HAZEL - I’m awake. My eyes aren’t necessarily open and my face is still pressed into a pillow but I know I’m awake. A mumble that I assume is a groan leaves my lips. I don’t want to stand up and start my day. I want to lay on a bed every day like this without a worry in the world but I don’t have that luxury.

How would you defend yourself if you’re not awake? I can’t fall asleep. I’m just going to lie here for a little while and then come up with a plan. I stare up at the ceiling, and it’s so quiet here. I can hardly keep my eyes open. Maybe I’ll just close my eyes for a few minutes, I think, convincing myself, as I slowly drift into sleep.