If I Stay Series Novels & Stories

"I never told you what happened with your mother, back then. Didn't want you to have to carry it. Now I see it — you're just like her. Willing to throw everything away for the sake of feeling something." He paused for a second. He didn't turn back. He moved out of the apartment with nothing but a single suitcase — his clothes, his laptop, and the silver necklace. He rented a small studio near the office, next door to a recent college grad doing an internship. The kid left early and came home late every day, cooked instant noodles in the hallway on weekends, and always called out a greeting — "Eat yet, Julian?" He'd say he had, then shut his own door.

I didn’t even see that coming. “I’m Iris, anyway,” I said when I laughed to my fill. “Pretty name.” Ian nodded. “You’re staying here for a while?” “Not that long. "I shrugged. "I just came here to clear my head and then return to my base.” “Came here to clear my head too,” Ian nodded. “Makes us even.” I smiled and said nothing. What was there to say? “So, does that mean we’d be seeing each other often?” Ian asked.

I let myself be vulnerable but never weak enough to turn back. I had shut out any news of Harold, but somehow, he always found a way to haunt my tranquil life. Harold and I were the talk of the online world, our mate bond a thing of legend. When I walked away, he took to Instagram, pouring out our story day by day. He shared our laughter and dreams, painting a picture as if I had never left his side.

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The once-profligate heir of the Carter family had to rent a cramped studio apartment in a rough part of town for a few hundred dollars a month. I indifferently deleted the photo. Claire leaned over. “Who was it?” “Just spam,” I said. Not long after, my phone vibrated again.

Then he spoke. "She stays."

Puts the movie on pause and turns to give me his full attention. "i know this is asking too much, and I'll understand if you can't but i really need somewhere to stay these days, i don't want to live in there anymore and you are the only person i can talk to right now so please, please, let me stay here for a few weeks, i promise I'll leave as soon as i can get somewhere to live on... " "shut up. " I freeze. This is it. This is where he's going to reject me and tell me he can't let me...

My cousin, Zoe Parker, stood in the doorway of my apartment with her arms crossed. “I’m doing you a favor by staying here and giving you the chance to help me, so don’t stand there pretending to be generous when you’re actually being petty. Who are you trying to fool?” A month ago, she clung to my hand and swore that she would live here alone and study quietly for the college entrance exam. My heart softened. I did not charge her rent and did not even ask for a security deposit. I came home to pick up some documents today, only to discover that the locks had been changed. She had not just moved in. She had moved her entire family, and their dog, into my apartment. My handmade wool rug ha

“Guess what? I don’t. So, either get dressed and go out, or stay here alone. Either way, I just don’t care right now!” “You jackass! Our relationship used to be so damn perfect before that stupid ass hoe walked back into your life! She’s changed you Nick, why can’t you see that?” Terri’s eyes raked over Nick, slowly walking towards him, her hips swaying. “Nicky, we haven’t been alone in a while. We’ll order room service, maybe a naughty movie, please?” Her arms slid around his waist, her lips pressing against his bare chest. “I promise, I won’t be mad over what you did tonight if you stay.” “Be mad? Over what?”

And fuck it because I’ve never even sent her a single damn message. I ran towards my car and drove off. If my love’s still in my hotel, I’d beg her to stay. I’ll make her stay with me no matter what. I’d fly with her to Chicago and ask her hand and make her my wife. Fuck. I’m that desperate, alright. I won’t even let her work. She only needs to be beside me to keep me sane. Stan called me and I immediately answered it. He was in the meeting, I know. I need to know if she has really left or she's still in her room.