Oh Hold On Novels & Stories

I hope ****

I stammered, wide-eyed and trying to wrap my head around the compliment he seemed to give me. “Sure is—” He began, but the sudden appearance of Kota O’Hare, the tool that made fun of me for eating a cupcake during lunch, cut his reply short. Kota stood a short distance away, his jersey lifted up his chiseled abdomen as he wiped the sweat from his forehead. The curly tendrils of his hair clung to his face, which was reddened with exertion that quickly morphed to distain. “Hey, Holden. You comin,’ dude?” He shouted, giving the guy at my side a look that said, ‘what the hell are you doing?’.

Holy shit. ​

is keep holding his hand. Just a little longer.

Thank you' Oh Shit.

‎And I’m holding onto it with hopeful hands. ‎

Now. On my way. Hold on.

"I'm sorry but this couldn't wait!" ^^^^^^^^^^

Together. For now.

she secured the box in her hands. However, Yang Tian-Xu refused to let her go, he slides her down yet still supporting her with his body, as he held her tight. Their eyes met as he remained attached to her. Speechless as she turned her head away from his gaze. "Um… President, you can put me down now…"