Quarter After One I Need You Now Novels & Stories

My family believed in democracy. Every decision was settled by a family vote. Dad, Mom, my brother Dylan Conley, and my sister Tessa Conley each got one vote. So did I. The problem was, four against one meant I never won. During my junior year of high school, my brother wanted a new computer. The vote was four to one. The money I'd saved for three years of tutoring was gone. In senior year, when it was time to submit college applications, I earned early admission to Northbridge University, but Tessa cried and said she couldn't stand the thought of me moving so far away. So the family held another vote. Dad pinned my application form beneath his hand. "Majority rules. You're going to

Queen — "Yes, he is. Do you want to come see him?" Me — "Yes, I really miss him." Queen — "You're always welcome here. Come anytime you want." Me — "Thank you, my Queen. I’ll come right away." Queen — "We’ll be waiting for you." Once she hung up, I jumped from my seat and rushed to the bathroom to freshen up. I had to look perfect. I had to look sincere.

I am only wearing my black leggings and a jacket to cover my top before I look around the area with full of lights. There is even a live band from the condominium’s resto bar so I give it a little glance to check who is singing. How can you miss someone you've never met? 'Cause I need you now but I don't know you yet But can you find me soon because I'm in my head? Yeah, I need you now but I don't know you yet

"What are you doing right now?" "Nothing." she rolled to the other side of her bed. "Uh umm if you are free then-" she could clearly sense the hesitation in his voice. "Then?" "then would you like to hang out with me?" "Hang out?" she looked at her wrist watch and it was almost 7 pm. "Right now?" "Yeah right now. Eh, I just want to show you something." "Show me something? What could it possibly be?" she sat upright and plopped out of her bed.

“One minute, huh?” “Yeah.” I crouched closer, my gaze locked steady on his. “One minute standin’ tall. You give me that, I’ll give you somethin’ you won’t forget.” For the first time that night, Quincy looked rattled in a different way. Not from pain, not from rage, but from something softer. He scoffed, trying to mask it. “And if I can’t?” “Then we keep tryin’,” I said simply. “But you will. Cos I said so.”

"I got the house back. And every single person who hurt you is going to pay." Outside, the winter wind howled, and the cries of Aunt Zoe and Quinn began to fade. Inside, the heating was on full blast. I took a long, deep breath, feeling the weight that had crushed my chest for 20 years finally begin to lift. But I didn't expect Quinn to actually have the nerve to send over a text full of arrogant taunts.

Nicole looked at the clock in the room and said, “I’m kind of in a hurry so I’ll make my story brief and comprehensive. After breaking your heart, I owe you an explanation my darling Muhammad.” Muhammad tried switching on the radio on his belt, in hope that anyone on the other end could listen to the conversation if the signal was restored. If Maryam and he were going to die tonight, their death might as well not be in vain. The most important thing was revealing the real identity of The First One.

This is making me so goddamn nervous. Yes, I did join a dance squad before but that was all just for fun. I never danced in front of a lot of people nor do something in front of a stage. It's too embarrassing. I looked at Neal again and he was already staring at me. He gave me two thumbs up and smiled, making me feel relaxed. My gaze went back to the screen again when it showed a song which is 'Sorry not Sorry' by Demi Lovato. I froze on the spot when she picked the 'free-form dance'. Oh...crap?

I swiped my thumb across the screen and put the phone to my ear. “Hello?” “It’s Quinn.” My mood changed. However, I tried to calm myself with a deep breath. “I think you have the wrong number.” “No, wait. Hear me out, please.” “Fine. I’m listening. What do you want to say?” “I know I fucked up. Badly. I shouldn’t have done what I did, but you can’t hold this against me forever. You shouldn’t let it get between us.” “There is no us.”

"I want everything you have. Now. Not in three weeks. Now." A pause on the other end. "That changes things," the voice said. "Yes," I said. "It does