Novel & Cerita No One Else Comes Close

“And I don’t know you. Perhaps not knowing each other will make it less demanding to conversation. I was arranging to spend my night in an musical drama house with five hundred outsiders. What’s the contrast between that and chatting with fair one?” A parcel. “Intimacy.” “Does closeness bother you?” Her confront warmed. “I don’t talk about my individual life with anybody. I never have.” “That’s a great quality, but it can get debilitating bottling so much inside.” He giggled to himself. “I think you and I might have a few things in common.” He didn’t appear like a cautious individual by the way he was talking to her. She wasn’t precisely beyond any doubt how to perused him.

So I learned something important: If no one sees you, you see everything. People stop hiding their texts when you're nearby. People don’t whisper when you’re in the corner because they forget you breathe. People argue, confess, gossip as if the air itself is listening. Which is funny. Because air is just quiet movement. Just like me. Nobody noticed when I walked into the sleepover. Not even Maya, and it was her house. I stood near the hallway, sipping juice not alcohol and watched the world spin around me without ever brushing my shoulder. Not a single person said “Hi Amber.”, not a single person asked who invited me.

Stop getting close while looking with her eyes \" Well, I will not come close.. But answer.. I am not a patient man, you know this well.. \" \" If you wonder about the soft man, who makes me feel safe, friendly, calm and ready to do anything to make me happy, I do not love and I did not love in my life except him..\" He felt comfortable seeing the truth of her speech appearing on her features, and then he was afraid to see the tears that fill her eyes to find her screaming when he took a step towards her \" do not come close.. Let me finish \"

I feel like we're the only people in the room. Like nothing else matters, just her and me and this brilliant song. I commend whoever made this fucking brilliant song. "And there's no stopping us right now, and there's no stopping us right now, and there's no stopping us right now, I feel so close to you right now."

There's a bigger prize. About half an hour later, I head downstairs and find Serene sitting on one of the sofas. —Where's everyone else? —They left. —How long have you been waiting? —Fifteen minutes —she gets up and walks toward me. —Why didn't you come upstairs then? —I wrap my arms around her waist to pull her closer. —I wouldn't have been able to control myself. —I don't see a problem with that —I slide my hands down to her butt, giving it a light squeeze that makes her inhale sharply—. I'll never get tired of those reactions every time I get near you.

He hurriedly replied with just three words: [Wait for me. I looked up at Camelia. At that moment, she only felt like an eyesore. “You can leave now. You don’t need to come back again.” I dismissed her coldly. Camelia jerked her head up. “How can I do that? You don’t have any family around. How can you manage without someone to take care of you?” Halfway through, she suddenly realized she did not count as my family either. Her voice softened as she tried to persuade me. “Let me stay and take care of you, okay?”

For a moment, he does not answer, and that silence is enough to make my stomach tighten, because I know that look, I know what it means when someone hesitates like that. It means the truth is not something I am going to like. Finally, he speaks. “Someone close.” My chest tightens again, sharper this time. “Close to you,” I press. His eyes darken slightly. “Yes.” The word feels heavier than it should. Because there are not many people close to him. And the ones who are… matter. “Then say it,” I tell him, my voice steady even though something inside me is starting to twist. Another pause. Another silence.

“That sounds like a challenge.” “It is a warning.” “I do not respond well to warnings.” “You should.” “I will not.” The silence that followed felt heavier now, more dangerous, as though the air between us had become charged with something neither of us fully understood. I stepped even closer until there was no distance left between our bodies, and I could feel the controlled rhythm of her breathing against me. No fear. Not even the slightest trace. “You do not react like everyone else,” I murmured. “That is because I am not everyone else.”