Novel & Cerita Quotes About Holding Hands

“T-Tumigil ka nga, pinagtitripan mo na naman ako.” “I’m not.” Mula sa braso ko, in-slide niya ang kamay niya hanggang sa palad ko saka pinagsalikop ang mga iyon sa kaniya. “Rule number 1, we should always hold each other's hand when we’re outside.” Nangunot na naman ang noo ko. “Wala naman iyan sa contract.” He tsked on me. “Just add it.” “Oo na. Clingy,” Pagbulong ko pa sa huling salita.

"Just forget about that. 'Wag tayo rito mag-usap, Adrian." "Fine." Namilog ang mga mata ko nang hawakan niya ang kamay ko. "So, p'wede naman siguro dito ang HHWW?" "A-Ano 'yon-" "Holding hands while walking." Pinangunahan niya na ang paglalakad habang mahigpit niyang hawak ang kamay ko. Ang dalangin ko na lang sa mga oras na ito ay sana hindi mamawis ang kamay ko sa sobrang kaba. Sobrang nakakahiya kasi once na mangyari!

Kaya Lumapit siya dito at sininyasan na lumapit ito sa kanya. Naghiyawan ang mga kabataan habang kilig na kilig. Hinawakan ng lalaki ang kamay niya at masayang nakatitig ito sa kanya. Magka-holding hands ang dalawa at masayang nagdu-duet. "Dude, huwag mo ng pakawalan!" Sigaw ng ka tropa ng lalaking ka holding hands niya. Matamis lang siyang ngumingiti sa mga ito.

It was clear, it's really, Alex. May larawan na magka-holding hands, halik sa pisngi, yakapan, masayang nagtatawanan at marami pang iba. Sa nakikita ko, parang matagal na ang mga itong magkakilala at malapit na malapit sa isa't isa.

My gaze dropped at our hands. I know we shouldn't be holding hands. I'll be dumb not to know what it means. The way he holds my hand, how long he's been holding it, and the way it makes me feel. This isn't just friendship or fondness for a sister-in-law and vice versa. It means more. More than it should. Pero hindi ko magawang punahin, pigilan o pagbawalan siya. Ito ang unang pagkakataon na nakaramdam ako ng saya at kaligtasan mula sa simpleng hawak ng isang lalaki.

Sumandal lang ako kay Zelo, I felt him stiffen for a while. “Can I hold your hands?” tanong ko sa kaniya bago siya nilingon. He just look at me for a while and he let me held his hands. Hindi ko mapigilan ang mapatingin sa kaniya at kumurba ang malapad na ngiti sa labi bago ko tinititigang muli ang kamay naming dalawa. Hindi ko maaalala kung kailan ko huling hinawakan ang kamay niya na walang pag-aalala tungkol sa kung ano. Most of the time, takot ako na isang araw ay bibitawan namin ang isa’t isa but now, I’m just at peace. I’m happy that I can hold his hand without worrying about anything. “I’m glad that I can hold your hands like this. My hands are perfectly fit with yours, look,” ani ko

Bahagya pang nakaawang ang labi niya. Nilingon niya ako. His hand went to my side waist to pull me closer to him. "What's the name of your painting?" he asked softly. Ngumuso ako at nag-isip. Nilingon ko ang obra. The abstract painting revolves around two hands holding each other. The hands are made of veins and the veins are connected to each other as if they are one. It's kinda messy but it is crafted like that. And my inspiration for this was actually…him…because whenever he's holding my hand, I feel like we are one. I feel like we are connected. Pakiramdam ko ginawa ang kamay namin para hawakan ang isa't-isa.

He is acting like a boyfriend of mine; people who could see us will surely think we are a couple because of our hands that are intertwined. Strolling in the paths lined with endless rows of towering bamboo in Arashimaya is something not to be missed when visiting Kyoto, but it became romantic for me because of Nero. Walking while holding hands with him is something I wish for since the moment my eyes lay on him, and now we are here in a foreign country together, enjoying the views of nature and culture. I looked at our hands, I hope I can always hold his hand like this, but I know that it's imposible.

Ang bilis at lakas ng kabog ng dibdib ko. "I'm saving your ass too!" He said as he locked our fingers again. Holding hands while walking. With the eyes of bystander students and teachers, we pass by holding hands! Hihimatayin yata ako. Pero wala siyang pakialam sa tingin ng mga tao. Malapit na kami sa room nang mamataan namin sa bungad sina Bryan. "Woah, hindi nga nagsisinungaling si porky,"he said as he look into our locked hands. Sinulyapan ko si Crystal. Parang naiiyak ang mga matang nakatingin sa amin.

Pero masiyado yatang mahaba ang bias niya at agad niya akong nasundan. "I'll keep calling you wife, then," and he hold my hand and entertwined his fingers to mine. He entertwined our hands, not leaving any small space of our palms. Mahigpit ang pagkakahawak niya sa kamay ko na halos mapahinto ako sa paglalakad. What the shit is happening? I've hold other boys hands before but what is this?