Movies Like Lost In Translation Novels & Stories

Billie Eilish, SZA, Olivia Rodrigo, all the artists who understood what it felt like to love someone who didn’t love you back the same way. “I love you, I’m sorry” played softly through my speakers. I pulled up the hidden folder on my phone. The one I should have deleted years ago. Us in his old Astoria apartment kitchen, making faces at the camera. Him shirtless, me in his t-shirt, both laughing at something I couldn’t remember anymore. Him sleeping, peaceful, one arm stretched toward where I’d been lying next to him. Me on his lap on the couch, his arms around my waist, chin on my shoulder, both of us watching something on TV.

The silence feels like freedom, even though I know it won't last long. I grab my suitcase handle and head toward the door. My reflection catches in the hallway mirror, and I stop. Sally's right about one thing – I do look terrible. My hair is pulled back in a messy bun, and I'm wearing an old college t-shirt and jeans. But I don't care. I'm not trying to impress anyone. The car is waiting outside, a black sedan that looks too expensive for a simple airport run. Frank, the family driver, gets out and takes my suitcase with his usual gentle smile.

Angela asked shivering in fear. They exchanged glances at each other and then turned their gazes at her. "What voice?" They chorused as she looked puzzled. "You didn't hear that little girl's voice?" Angela asked as I scratched my head. "Of course we didn't hear anything" Joel shrugged munching his crunchy chips. "And the light? Did it go off?" She asked as they scoffed. "Off? Nope...." They answered "Is it raining? Did you hear thunder and lightning bolt?" She asked as they became confused.

Pov. Amber I hop off my motorcycle and whip my helmet off, I look around the school parking lot to see the group that I spotted when I rolled in, staring at me. One of the men really catches my attention. He has to be about six foot six, he has jet black hair and cold gray eyes. He’s leaning on a 1969 black Impala. Out of nowhere some chick in a cheerleading outfit pops up in front of me. “Hi I’m Josephina!” She yells at me in one of those peppy voices you would hear in one of the “Bring It On: movies.

He ended the call after saying that. Liam, on my side, was laughing really hard when the call ended. I was lost for words. Why the hell is he mad? “Hey! Why are you laughing like that?” “Nothing! Whatever, let’s just go back to the City already so I can come back immediately because I will be facing his anger,” I rolled my eyes and just enjoyed the view. This is the first time that the cars I rode were not all black from the inside. I remembered that Valen doesn’t want me to remember the road on the way to where we are staying.

Two men greeted good evening, and opened the doors for the two. They entered a high-end bar, the type that usually holds parties of celebrities. Once they got in, Jon glanced at Cathy, and he could see the way her eyes turned wider in amusement. It was the first time in her life to enter such a high-end club. "You okay?" he asked her. Cathy slowly turned her head to her right, "I am!" she said with such a high energy that she seemed like a kid surprised to see presents. The two looked at each other with huge smiles on their faces, but the moment was interrupted by a sexy French accent. "Hello, there," It was a beautiful and tall lady, wearing a black cocktail dress which showed her snow whit

She had asked him to accompany her for movies before but he would always refuse. "Anyways, what movie are we watching?" Now that Callie had asked him, he realised that he had no idea what movie they were going to watch. All he knew was Katherine was joining them and he wanted to be around her. "Huh?" He looked around him for clues and found few movie posters, "Avengers: Endgame." "Ohh.. They would be here soon, let's get in. The movie is about to start." Callie said tugging at Ashton's hand.

Elena said in a panic. The driver turned to her and showed her the tattoo on his hand. And Elena relaxed. He passed her a bag and said, “You have a few minutes to change your appearance, ma’am.” With it, he slid the privacy screen between them. The windows were tinted, so she changed hurriedly. Then she looked in the bag and found a wig. She hurriedly, tied up her hair and turned into a brunette. There were glasses as well. She put them on. The last thing was something she had not expected. Was it a small belly? She hurriedly turned up her t-shirt and fixed it around her stomach. When her t- shirt was in place, she almost cried. How she wanted to be a mother once, but it was no time for emot

the dishes as I was done eating, do you want to do anything I asked her, umm can we watch a movie, yes definitely, I led her to the sitting room, what type of movie do you like, I love the scary movie even though I get scared sometimes, she said, okay if you say so, I closed the cotton making the room darker, the rain started falling heavily again, I put on the scary movie “The conjuring” it’s the newly released movie, we sat in silence as we watched this, the movie began with ominous music and dark foreboding atmosphere, I looked at Amelia and she was already on the edge, the jump scares haven’t even started yet. We were in the middle of the movie when Amelia came to my side, “fuck” she cu

Ivanka calmed her daughter. Jayden is like dead fleas. There were some languages ​​he didn't understand, but his feelings told him, that these two women were troubled and ready to have a big fight. Jayden looked at Ivanka who walked away from the stand and followed by the woman. Both of them looked equally annoyed. "Nara, who is that woman?" Ask Jayden. "Just a lowly dedemit." Answered Nara while grumbling. " Dedemit, what is it?" Nara looked at Jayden. Just remembered that Jayden is not a local. Certainly, many languages ​​are not understood by him. Jayden understood little of their language, even after she and her mother had taught Jayden several times.