Matthew Lewis In Me Before You Novels & Stories

“Try me.” He stared at me. A minute. Two. Three. Then.. He looked away and smirked. "You will not do it." "You think?" I was already losing my patience. He jiggled his wrist, the chain jiggled, "I know." I took a step forward. “You were cracking. You were bending. You saw Mary, and something shifted. I saw it. You were going to talk. You *almost* did. So tell me-- why try to escape now?”

“But you need someone at your side. You’re too visible now.” I shook my head. “Someone at my side is another weakness. Another place they’ll strike.” “Unless she’s stronger than you think,” Mother said. “There are men in that ballroom who could kill with a smile.” “And one of them almost did,” I said under my breath. They looked at me. “There’s a man,” I continued. “Calls himself Medor Thornwell. Says he’s an exile from the West.” Elias scoffed. “Too clean to be a real exile.”

I know that this time all our misery will end and a new beginning will dawn upon us. When I say us, I mean everyone in this pack, especially between Shawn and Jenna, Jenna and Hanna, Jenna and Hailey, then Hailey and me. Since Jenna has already started the new beginning I have to add to it tonight. Starting by coming forth with my feelings to my mate and letting some things that I bottle up to let go. "Hailey baby" I clear my throat. "Hmmm" she pushes herself up and turns around to face me. Her chin was on her hands as she lay on top of me. She looks so fucking tired.

"Look at me." "No." "If she really didn't say anything, then look me in the eye." "She really didn't say anything." "Then why won't you look at me?" Tsh! Was it honestly that obvious? I'm so sorry, Aunt Mila! Giving up, I finally looked up at him and flashed a guilty peace sign with a sheepish grin. “I know my own mother, Mia,” Jr laughed, shaking his head. “Even if you swear up and down that she didn't breathe a word, I know she’s probably told you everything. She’s likely handed you our entire life story by now.”

Every time she asked Lewis, he always dodged the question. "What exactly happened to Matt, Lewis? It's been a week. Hasn't he woken up yet?" she said irritably. "Are you hiding something from me?" Lewis paused in the middle of peeling an apple, then smiled as if nothing had happened. "Why would I? The doctor said he's awake, but his mental state wasn't great. He barely speaks and refuses to see anyone. You know how much he loves you. There's no way he could handle your death."

The preparations had been meticulous, each detail crafted with utmost care to ensure an unforgettable evening. As I made my way through the bustling corridors, my heart fluttered with nervous anticipation. The weight of expectations hung heavy in the air, and I couldn't help but feel a tinge of sadness at the thought of the impending announcement. Alpha Weston, my beloved, would choose his mate tonight, and I feared my place in his heart would be overshadowed by another.

"I know it has something to do with Matthew, and I’m not going to back off. So, either I come with you, or I call Zendaya and tell her myself." Levi groaned, knowing he’d lost against his father. "Fine," he muttered, grabbing his phone and keys. "But don’t slow me down." "I’ll beat you up," Lucas threatened his son before turning and leaving the room. As they headed out together, Levi couldn’t help but mutter under his breath, "I hate being the youngest.” **** Matthew stepped out of his car, his heart racing with anticipation. The house was dark, but a faint glow from inside caught his eye. Without wasting time, he entered the house and in the middle of the living room was a table and there

He puts me behind his back and looks at Levi, as if he's about to shift. Levi, on the other hand, looks at him calmly. He is impeccably dressed. Black pants, white shirt rolled up over turned-up, tattooed arms and impeccable hair. He couldn't look more attractive if he tried harder. "Matthew, it's a pleasure to finally meet you," Levi says. He holds out his hand to Matt, but my brother doesn't take it. Instead, he looks at Levi with hatred. "I won't shake your hand. Not after what you've done to my family," Matt says.

The disappointment from this afternoon in Levi's office has resurfaced, and the stupid tears have already started pooling in my eyes again. I hate being pregnant. "Hailey-" He pauses when a shadow falls over the table, blocking away the club's neon lights. "Oh, hi, Levi!" Matt says, suddenly perking up. I resist the urge to groan. I should've known that he'd follow me. But what does he want now? "I'd like to talk to Hailey," Levi says flatly. "Could you excuse us?" Matt glances at me. When I don't object fast enough, he shrugs and stands. "No problem."

He has to do something about it, but before that, he has to make sure Ethan isn’t poisoned. “Shit,” Levi muttered under his breath and rushed to Mateo’s office. He didn’t even bother to knock at the door and open it to see Mateo standing on the other side of the door – preparing to walk out as well. Levi knitted his eyebrows, “Are you going somewhere?” He asked his friend as he eyed his clothes. Mateo was wearing a black suit – it looked like Mateo was in a hurry as well. Mateo stiffly nodded, “Uh, yes. I have a meeting with Kai.” He replied.