Quotes About Waiting For Him Novels & Stories

“It’s time for the meeting.” “I know. But I never go into the conference till one hour after everyone assembles.” He declared. “Why?” She questioned. “Why will you keep everyone waiting for you?” “Because I am worth waiting for. People wait for me, and I never and will never wait for anyone.” He answered, fixing his eyes on the file. She out-stared at him for a second. “What’s wrong?” He asked, raising his glance at her. “Don’t you want to wait?”

Soon everyone finished theirs dinner and went to their respective rooms. Here in the dinning hall I was waiting for Xavier. Don't know from how long. A/P "Never make someone wait for you so much that he/she forgets himself/herself while waiting for you.And when you don't come, even the courage that was left in him/her will break while waiting for you. ~A/N

I laid my half-assed theory before him, and he only scoffed, “Call me superstitious…” He paused long enough to recline back into his seat, his chin dipping lower until he stared at me through his lashes, “-but I guess I have been waiting for the ‘one’.” He made a slight quote with the gesture of his fingers, and I gulped. ‘HAVE BEEN’ Was he still waiting? Did he find him already? DON’T BE SILLY. YOU KNOW WHO MEANS BY THAT.

Then he made me take one of him staring dramatically out the window. “Caption this,” he said. “‘Waiting for the love of my life who keeps dating losers.’” I choked on my drink. “Maybe the universe wants us to date,” he added casually, not even looking up. I raised an eyebrow. “You wish.” He smiled, slow and easy. “Yeah. Maybe I do.”

Almost instantly, a message popped up: "Been waiting for you.” I froze, staring at the words. Waiting? For me? But... who?

I asked, confused. "Always know that I love you and will always do. I'm going to wait for you. Till the day you're going to accept me as yours, I will wait for that day to come." "Jonathan, I-" "Don't say anything. I know what you're going to say and that's why I told you I'm going to give you enough time to think about it. Come on, hurry and go else, you might get fired for keeping your boss waiting. Though, I will be happy if that happens."

Inquiring, “Oh, she’s not of age yet?” I shake my head and frown saddened. He pats me on my shoulder. Encouraging me to, “Hang in there, Bro. At least it’s only a few months. And not years, like I had to wait!” He chuckles, shaking his head. “Oh Shit! I know I wouldn’t make it!” I chuckle ruefully. Knowing full well I couldn’t last years. I’m going crazy with waiting just a few months!

She sat beside me on the cold marble floor, her expensive robe dragging in the rain puddle forming beneath us. “If he knew you were here,” she said quietly, “he would come running.” “Then why hasn’t he?” I cried. “Why hasn’t he called?” “Because he’s angry,” she said. “And afraid. And when you grow up with people who use love as a currency, sometimes it takes a while to believe in the kind that doesn’t have strings.” I bowed my head. “He’s worth every second of waiting.” She squeezed my hand. “Then wait. And when he’s ready to believe again… you’ll still be standing.”

The Adam that no one else but me could see I'd woken up with a start, recalling the message and had taken my phone to check if I hadn't been hallucinating. Turns out I wasn't. "Four hours. Give me four hours,"I texted. Adam replied almost instantly, "I have waited weeks. I can wait four more hours. I'll be waiting." My heart raced with excitement and I clutched the phone to my chest. He had texted. Finally! I had waited for so long that I almost gave up. Perhaps that was the problem. Waiting.

“I’m going to give you the space and time you need to believe. It’s no hardship and it’s no chore. I’m going to wait for you to believe, Annie.” “How can you say that?” she’d scoffed. “How can you promise to wait for something that might take ages to happen? If it ever does?” “Because, princess,” he’d growled, and that tone was back in his voice. “You’re so worth waiting for, so don’t ask me that again, and I mean it. Never again. Oh, and one last thing…” “Yes?”