Quotes About Chasing Someone Novels & Stories

He didn't turn around and didn't see the mirror on his bike, why did he know that I was chasing him at this time? "Hey, let me borrow it for a second," I said, pulling the scooter away from a man who was enjoying his sandwich. Whether I can or not I chase him because he's getting away. This is unreasonable, my pursuit will be in vain. From afar he gave me the middle finger without looking up. Unlucky! I stopped chasing when he was in sight again. Next time, I won't let him pass me quietly again. I returned the item I borrowed to the man who gaped at me.

"Alone? Lonely. That kind of stuff I guess." "Being chased by someone who's obsessed with you, isn't that scary enough?" "Well... Looks like it was on the list. But sadly, I've never met a girl who likes me and even crazes me like those who are always chasing Ash." "Jeez! Stop saying his name!" Leona almost cursed.

I turned, watching her walk, the distance stretching, widening, turning into a chasm I couldn’t cross. Around me, the whispers swelled again. Jace chasing her. Still clinging. Pathetic.

’ Quinlynn manoeuvred her wheelchair towards the fleeing figure trying to catch up with him. Vincent glanced back at Quinlynn and yelled, “Why are you chasing me?!” Noticing the boy’s slowing down a little, Quinlynn’s eyes burned in determination ‘Boy, today I will catch you!’ She quickly drove her wheelchair towards him, “Then why are you running away from me?” Looking at her rapid approaching figure. Vincent observed their distance shortening so he doubled his speed, “Just leave me alone!”

Argh . "Want to try running?" Gerald offered, but he already ran ahead. "Gerald, wait ... don't ever leave Rara," I screamed. The real meaning wasn't that he was running now. But run away from my life. I can't live without it, I think. I chase after Gerald with breathlessness and chest constricted from feeling unwilling. Can we dump our egos and get back together? Huh ... tired of chasing people who don't want us or waiting for us. I know, in practice, it will, but why does it hurt so much?

They are running towards my direction! “Ahh! Don't go after me! Don't- Ahh!!“ On the contrary of what I just shout over to them, they come chasing after me as they hear my voice shouting. Maybe I should just said that “come and chase after me!“ so that they wouldn't do just as what I said and leave. Right? No, there is time for me to think about that They are going to eat me!!

"The view looks exactly the same as what it is in the photo but you can see that it isn't as lively as what it is because right now... it isn't midnight but... sun rise day" He didn't stop in walking but it surely slowed down as he feels like someone is walking toward his direction. He hesitate if he should look back but then he just walked slowly until he is running. He then realized that the person who is following him is also running as if he wanted to chase him. 'And who might that person be... why is he running towards my direction?' He asked himself as he can't find the reason why someone is following him. 'This is why i hate catching attention'

The pull of curiosity and an undeniable connection to the enigmatic figure with the fiery mane drove me relentlessly in pursuit of Lya. As I dashed through the corridors, Lya's agile form eluded my grasp, her nimble movements carrying her with an almost ethereal swiftness. Determined not to let her slip away, I pushed myself to the limits, every muscle straining as I exerted tremendous effort to close the distance between us. The chase was exhilarating, a symphony of pounding footsteps and racing hearts. The sound of my breath intermingled with the rhythm of our pursuit, a symphony of determination and longing.

It was a funny thing, making jokes of the situation, when it was a serious one. I wished I had reached out to one if the people who visited when we were younger. Perhaps I'd have been able to avoid all the unnecesssary dead ends I faced. It was frustrating now. And all useless. But I was glad to start it all over again. Not alone, without insight. But with him by my side. A sexy talented secret investigator who would see the clues clearly, and point them out for her.

Fear gripped her heart as her mind raced, trying to comprehend who could be chasing them. "Chase!" she exclaimed, her voice trembling with panic. "We are being followed!" Reaching into his pocket for his phone, he looked at her troubled gaze. "Hold on, Jada," he said. "We need to lose them." The driver accelerated, weaving through traffic as he skillfully maneuvered the car to shake them off. But the SUVs behind them seemed relentless, closing in with each passing moment. Looking at Chase talking on the phone, Jada's heart pounded in her chest, and she gripped the edge of her seat, her eyes darting between the side mirror and the road ahead.