My One And Only You Parokya Novels & Stories

Pero teka galit ba ito? Siya itong umalok saamin tapos ngayon parang wala siya sa mood. "Jonathan, ikaw muna ang vocalist." Dagdag nito. Wala naman kaming nagawa at kumanta na. Kahit hiyang-hiya ako pero kailangan pa rin. Ito iyong hindi contest pero nakakahiyang umatras. "This song is Halaga by Parokya ni Edgar." Naging malakas ulit ang sigawan at palakpakan sa paligid. Buti na lang at alam ko ang kanta.

My One And Only♡. Love, Damon

'' and with that, I kissed her. Every fiber of my being belongs to her. I don't think I've ever loved someone this much. My soul seems to belong to her; she is the only one who can bring me peace. I hate myself for leaving her and I curse myself every day for it. My lips move against hers and I can taste her tears and it's like I can taste her pain too. I pull back and look her in the eye. She lowers her head and goes to put on one of my shirts. "I'll wait in the kitchen," she says, and heads for the door. I could see her ass swaying from side to side and I wished I could eat it. No, too early.

She confirmed still not digesting the fact that it was indeed true. "Only You."

The air thumped with music. The beats that immersed from the music made the floor vibrate. The strung of lights shredded colors across the living room making the place look so amazing. As Sky followed Gee, she felt odd surrounded by the loud music and people screaming. She wasn't used to this type of environment and after spotting Shawn with that girl. She knew that Gee was the only company she had at the party. "Hey guys meet Sky my new friend", Gee slightly grins as Sky sat beside her.

"Are you serious those will kill me, don't you have something else I could wear something a little lower or a lot lower like some cute flatts or maybe even flip flops?" "Uh Uh these are it sunshine now strap them on and try to walk in them for a second you are wearing my finale design which means you are on in five, just pretend you are carrying one of those fancy wedding cakes you make!" Cass smirked "You'll be fine just stop thinking so much. You look hot bitch now go out there, work it, and sell my dress!"

That makes me sleepy. "Do you want me to sing for you?" I suddenly asked while closing my eyes. "Yes, I would." she replied seriously. "The title of this is Ako'y inlab sayou my love. My mommy wrote it." I promise. She nodded. "Go ahead, sing. I'll listen." she said smiling. Her smile really makes you fall in love. "In a world full of Of mystery I met someone like you At first it was like a game just Can't believe it We were brought together

"This man was like my father. He stands alone even though the world hits him so hard. Even though the door closes on him a few times, here he is and he is still looking for things that can open up new hope for him. Why now I just met you? It looks like Papa and Tita Amira. They only met for a while but they weren't for each other. They were just an instrument to change the mistakes of the past. They just learned the same lesson. Chorus 1 Huwag magalala, hindi kita iiwan. Sa tuwing ika'y nalulumbay Hinding hindi kita bibitiwan. MAGPAKAILANMAN. Chorus 1 Don't worry, I won't leave you. Whenever you are depressed I will never let you go. Forevermore

I'll see you in the aisle Yours forever I was smitten by this man who was able to open wide the doors of my heart and came inside as if he already owns me. But that he does. "Ilayda. Ilayda.." I was brought back from my rivery by the sound of someone calling my name. I looked up to see Nona and Maribelle looking back at me. "Huh...what is it?" "Ilayda, daydreaming again?" "Sorry" "Okay now the hairstylist and makeup artist have arrived"

I sighed and shook my head in response. “Wanna talk about it? Instead of chugging down alcohol?” I smiled and looked up at the cute bartender friend. “I saw someone I vowed never to have anything to do with again.” He nodded with understanding. “My abuela usually tells me that it’s a small world you know.” Ken was afro-latina. He has the longest eyelashes I’ve ever seen on a guy and a face that one could mistake for a woman. Ken was a pretty boy. “Ex boyfriend ?”