Maybe The Night Movie Novels & Stories

"What the hell is going on? I don't know either." "Mahira, you must remember something, right? Can you explain everything to me? I really don't remember anything. I didn't go straight home last night because I was invited by my office friends to a bar to celebrate one of our friend's birthdays. I remember that I had a drink there, but after that, I don't remember anything anymore other than I felt calm that night," Adam explained. Adam's face was no less panicked. I could catch the honesty in Adam's eyes. I was sure Adam hadn't done this on purpose. But is it really true that he doesn't remember anything about what we did together last night?

That song, that was on the radio I have heard it somewhere before and I keep trying to wrack my brain to figure out exactly where from. Feeling suddenly like this is all something from a bad movie, I look closer at the date and time on my phone and then I know what has happened. I had forgot that the night before I had a couple friends over and we watched a zombie movie. Clearly, I am in a nightmare, and it is all because of that stinking movie.

I wiggle again, this time pressing down a little harder. Caleb howls with laughter beside us, slapping his hand against the bed. “She’s relentless!” King mutters something under his breath and then looks between us. “It’s Saturday. What’s the plan?” I tilt my head, pretending to think. “Well, we missed movie night last night, and it’s my turn to pick the movie. So, obviously, we’re doing that tonight.” My grin turns mischievous. I’m already plotting which movie will make them squirm the most. Something utterly ridiculous—or maybe something steamy enough to torment them both.

Nida didn't like to sleep with anyone, even though they fit on the mattress on top of the mat on the floor. The only light in the room came from the moon, which shone through the open window. She sighed again when the familiar sadness gripped her chest. She felt hollow, as if she wanted to embrace someone or something, but she didn't know who or what. She closed her eyes and tried to force herself to sleep. Maybe it was because of the fatigue from doing laundry earlier that she was able to fall asleep quickly. Lyzza didn't know what she was doing in that house. It was unfamiliar to her. However, there was a part of her that knew the place; it seemed familiar to her. Particularly, the big pic

~Maya~ Walking down the street, I delved deep in my thoughts. I had just booked a flight to California, luckily there was one more seat available. I wanted to forget everything, I was tired of the hurt I had to endure. Deep down, I hoped it was unreal. I hoped I’d wake up from this nightmare, but reality had other plans for me. Reminiscing on past events, I couldn’t help but wonder, what pictures Andrew talked about earlier. What really happened last night. I was sure as hell I was with Katherine until she left to use the bathroom.

I look over at Esmarie, who’s still gazing up at the sky, her face illuminated by the soft glow of the nearby lamps. Tonight’s movie is a rom-com, something light and fun. I made sure of that. There’s a website where you can check which movie plays each night. Esmarie doesn’t need a horror film, not now. I want her to enjoy herself, to forget, even if just for a little while, the weight of the world she’s been carrying. She’s been through so much—too much, really—and the last thing I want is to remind her of anything dark or heavy. No, tonight is about laughter. Tonight is about feeling good.

FOUR.4 I had enough chocolate cookies and wine at Courtney's place. She had forced me to eat them all and now I have a runny stomach. She wanted me to have tequila but I bluntly refused before I ended up in another sex escapade with a shadow here in New York. Courtney wanted me to spend the night but I had to leave. I have annoyed Mom a lot in the space of two days. I didn't tell Courtney about the cutie that has a resemblance with the shadow in Vegas, I wouldn't want her whining and awning in my ears like a cat.

The long-awaited Friday arrived, as usually the parties given by Camille Mendes were announced on Friday and held from Sunday to Monday. Amanda saw this as an opportunity to attack the friendship between her boyfriend and the hellish centipede, the nickname she gave Sarah behind her back. The party was always a specific theme. Roberth started having lunch with Sarah. It would be a lot of fun. He decided to negotiate revisions to his thesis with her next semester. She was so light, so good-natured! He enjoyed Sarah's company unlike his current girlfriend, she was very smart and intelligent... Amanda was chattering about the party, while Roberth daydreamed about Sarah's smile.

“ Let’s get a drink .” “ Uh… sure ,” I managed . Before we could move , Mila’s voice cut through the music . “ You better get laid tonight, girl !” she yelled , giggling , making me mortified . Mortified , I turned to him . “ I’m so sorry about my friend .” He chuckled softly . “ Don’t worry about it . So… drinks ? Or should we get out of here ?”

he said “What? Don’t tell me he still wants to have s*x with me this night?” “My God! I thought I would be lucky this night.” . . . T.B.C. This guy worst oh, he still even wants to have s*x with her after all the caring, caring. God help we girls. Like and comment.