Looking For Love In Wrong Places Novels & Stories

I rose from my chair and walked toward the window, watching the city lights flicker below. “You're smiling.” “I've just realized something.” “What?” “I've been looking at the wrong target.” The voice immediately sharpened. “What does that mean?” “It means…” I murmured, “...I've been trying to break them apart.” I watched the reflections in the glass. “There's a much easier way.” “What are you talking about?” I slipped my phone into my pocket. “If love won't separate them….” I let the sentence hang, savoring it. “...perhaps family will.”

“I just need to be away from here.” Julie climbed in, her eyes full of pity. Seeking a distraction, we eventually chose Jinx, a nearby bar. The drive was silent, heavy with unspoken words and the engine’s hum. Why me? I wondered how the friend I trusted most could betray me. I fought back tears as we arrived at Jinx. As Julie and I made our way to the entrance, searching for a place to sit, we spotted an empty booth in the corner near the bar. Slumping into a seat, I felt the nightmare of Jake’s infidelity and Ruth’s betrayal sinking in.

I hope he rots in prison and I hope to never see his face ever again. He was nothing but a huge mistake. Matthew Bryant was my worst mistake, I wasted an entire year with the wrong guy. I loved the wrong guy, I gave him my entire heart thinking that he was the right person for me but he wasn't. He was a mistake and I can only hope that I will meet the right guy someday because I am so convinced that Matthew wasn't my soulmate. He wasn't my Mr. Right, he was the Mr. Wrong if that is even a thing. The end.

I just try to keep my eyes on my schedule as if I’m tryin to memories it. “Sorry Can;t stand around talking to the likes of you. I have to go find where my first class is.” I try to walk around him once more (The key word being try). He steps into my path once again, I look at him and ask, “What the hell is your problem?” He looks as though he’s stuck in a trance, then out of nowhere he snaps out of it, to rake his eyes up and down my body. “Are you done checking me out, so I can go find my classroom?”

She looks at me then casts her eyes on her hands fidgeting with them. “So, you acknowledge you are in the wrong?” she speaks as if I don’t know what I am doing, in the eyes of society what I am doing is wrong and his wife may see it that way as well, but when is loving someone ever wrong? It may hurt her and I admit something like this would hurt me too. Am human after all with feeling like she does, love is not wrong the only wrong thing about our relationship is the fact that she found out and got hurt. Which was not intentional at all because neither of us want to hurt her.

I knew it wasn’t just sex for me but I had no idea what I meant to him. Was I just his casual obsession or something more? The man who'd just claimed me, and showed me pleasure I didn't know existed…I was supposed to break his heart and trust. And worse, I had to make it convincing enough that his viper of a mother actually believed I was going through with her sick plan. My thoughts were spiraling, panic clawing at my chest, when a high-pitched laugh cut through the air. "—and I told them, absolutely not. If I'm going to have orchids, they need to be the imported Phalaenopsis, not some grocery store variety. I mean, really, do they think I'm getting married at a Holiday Inn?"

They're holding hands and laughing with each other, and I can't help but feel a bit envious; I wish I have that kind of love in my life. "Five more shots please," I tell the bartender. He brings the shot in a minute and I gulp them all at once. As I observe the people around me, I can't help but feel like I'm the only one who is struggling. Everywhere I look, some couples seem to have found their soulmates, and I can't help but think that I'm cursed when it comes to love. Maybe I’m not destined to be happy, I guess that’s why I fell in love with the wrong guy. Maybe this is what I get for taking a step backward and not fulfilling my purpose.

I walked past him without a word, planning to circle around and leave. But the moment he saw me, his eyes lit up. He rushed over, eyes red, and demanded sharply, "Anna! Do you have any idea how hard I've been looking for you these past days? How could you just abandon your husband and bring Kathy all the way to Shaylon City!? If I hadn't gone to your old workplace and asked around, I'd never have imagined you'd go this far just to avoid me!" He was close now. I could clearly see the sharp lines of his face, noticeably thinner than before. Red veins streaked through his eyes, deep shadows beneath them. His brows were furrowed in anger, but his voice trembled with something like hurt.

I'm thinking 'bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways Maybe it's all part of a plan Well, I'll just keep on making the same mistakes Hoping that you'll understand That, baby, now Take me into your loving arms Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars Place your head on my beating heart Thinking out loud Maybe we found love right where we are (oh, oh) La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, lo-ud So, baby, now Take me into your loving arms Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars Oh, darling, place your head on my beating heart I'm thinking out loud But maybe we found love right where we are Oh, baby, we found love right where we are And we found love right where we are. " So mom how did

I whispered against his mouth, "there's only one way to find out, right?" He pinned me against the tree and crashed his lips onto mine. And as we came together under the stars, I realized something important. Sometimes you have to make all the wrong choices before you can find the right one. Sometimes you have to almost marry the wrong person to realize who you're meant to be with. And sometimes the best love stories are the ones that start with a terrible arrangement and turn into something real. I'd traveled, trying to find myself. But in the end, I'd found something so much better.