Love The Way You Make Me Feel Novels & Stories

he inhaled my scent and looked in my eyes. ___________________________________ Look at me the way, You look at before.. Maybe you will find love.. You look at before Maybe you find the dreams… You look at before.. Ohh baby..look in my eyes.. And let me see the beauty of your heart.. The way I looked before.. ___________________________________ “Look at me Ana” he whispered...and I looked at his eyes.They were burning with anger.. After the song finishes the lights are off and he takes me with him.

The clouds spotting the sky as they perfectly cover the sun to create a comforting shade over acres of dry land. The radio still sings softly in the background as I watch the small grass hills roll by through the window, Blake's fingers tapping the steering wheel to the beat of the song. He reaches over to turn up the volume on the stereo as One Direction's song On thing comes on. Grabbing my hand, he turns towards me and smiles. "This song makes me think of you" I laugh as he starts to sing along to the words of the song in perfect unison, my heart fluttering like crazy just by the way he looks at me while he sings. Our fingers laced together. Chills run up and down my body from his touch.

I guess I just need something, some excuse, some reason- just anything to get to talk to her again. Even though that would be her damn panty. Yeah, even that. Crazy, I know. “Relax- and just bring your pretty ass inside like a good girl.” I added, as I cut her off. Am I mad if I found her face that she's making right now cute? Geez, what is she doing to me? No girl ever intrigued me the way she did. Even though this girl basically looks like she wants to murder me right now, seeing her face makes me smile like crazy.

Even when I try to suppress them they’d pop back up like a bad game of wack-a-mole where the prize is just getting one inch above emotional rock bottom. I also did a lot of cursing in those early days. Actual hexing, to be exact. The witches in the tv shows gave me ideas, so I turned to internet witches to learn how to curse someone. I don’t think it did anything, but it helped a lot more than anything else anyone has ever tried as a heartbreak remedy. It was a solid four star experience.

And now, only you can make me feel this way. To be continued...

I stay back watching what is going on. When they stop singing, another sexy baritone voice sings a song by Bruno Mars: Just the Way you are! When I see your face There's not a thing that I would change 'Cause you're amazing Just the way you are And when you smile The whole world stops and stares for a while 'Cause girl, you're amazing Just the way you are Yeah

"Shit she's hot!!" "Is she the new girl?" "What the heck! She's so strong!" "Sexy as hell!" "My kind of girl!" "Love to be straddle on that legs!" Those are only few comments that I heard since Chloe busy dragging me out of the incident.

, he said taking my head and placing it on his shoulder. "He can be so romantic", I thought inside me. After placing my head on his shoulder, he patted my back and sang for me to sleep as if I was a little baby and I felt comfortable and loved. "Why can't we be like this", I asked myself. "Driver, take the long part, so she can sleep well a little", he said to the driver. "Okay Sir", the driver replied. On hearing that, I felt butterflies in my belly, all dancing around in me.

“you arrogant little brat! Why are you like this after everything we’ve done for you?” Done for me? What was this woman talking about? All they’ve done is cause me anything but pain. But I reminded myself that I don't feel pain anymore. That girl is gone. If I kept quiet, her rage would only fester and get louder. So what could I say that wouldn't make things worse? “You made me this way,” I said calmly, the words slipping out with a quiet honesty that felt instantly regrettable. Oops. It came out worse. She raised her hand again.

I flashed Mikey a sly smile and picked up one of the bottles. Instead of drinking it myself, I walked over to him. Then, I straddled his lap with a playful expression and murmured, "There are two ways to drink." Mikey sat still, watching me with growing interest. "One way is seduction," I purred as I pulled open his collar and slowly poured the liquor down inside. The alcohol soaked his shirt, gradually releasing a strange, intoxicating fragrance.