Just Last Night Novels & Stories

I swallow hard, pausing my movements in the next second as the desperation to remember the events that unfolded last night strikes me. What the hell happened last night?

MONICA Last night was quiet, almost too quiet. Zoey had slept over, but it felt like we were just two strangers sharing the same space. She didn’t say much when she came in, and I didn’t know what to say either. She’d barely even looked at me, just curled up on the couch with a blanket and a sigh

What was I doing last night? I sit up. “Good morning!” Tami is curled in an armchair, flicking through the television. Of course, she looks amazing. “What time is it?” My lips seem to stick together when I open them, it’s hard to speak. “Just past three.” “Did I fall asleep watching the movie?” “What movie?” “Just Go with It.” “Babe, we were watching Tele during pre-drinks.” I can’t help but laugh. “Wow.” My back hurts. I shouldn’t have slept on the couch. “Good night then?” She gives me an odd look. Or am I imagining that?

I had only 3 words for the rest of the night. Best. Night. Ever. A/N: Thanks for reading. Vote, Comment & Share.

The couples which lodged here last night, yeah the one above room is opportune "They left just few minutes ago I see you have gotten a little closer to them actually someone left me a note to give you* , ",Who, did?" I ask rzgar to knod f

Cole Harrington I couldn’t sleep last night. Every time I closed my eyes, Nicola’s face flashed before me, her expression a mix of hurt and resignation that I couldn’t shake. My words hung in the air, a ghost I couldn’t escape. I checked my watch, the time ticking away as I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, waiting for the night to end. When my phone finally binged, announcing the arrival of a new day, I saw it was almost eight.

Last night turned out great, after we had dinner last night (but of course, Saint didn't join us) we went to the bar section of Saint's mansion, and he agreed. We did karaoke, we got drunk a little and played billiards. Last night, I was really happy.

"W-what? What do you mean?" "You stayed at his house last night?" "Who do you mean?" "Who else but Jake?" ***

The struggles and sorrows of that other life were finally sealed away—gently, tenderly, by the hands of time. -THE END-

Even when everything about her father seems strange, like his voice, the strange number, and the strange way he seems to act as he cares. She even told him about starting her new job but she never told him she now dance at a club. Even when he promised he would be sending her some money, told her not to work, said he is proud of her to be an independent woman and that he loves her. 'I love you, Melissa' Was always his last statement. That last word had kept Melissa puzzled, her father hardly talks to her, much more telling her he loves her and would always be. She couldn't ask about his former number, instead, she saved it as 'Dad 2'.