Novel & Cerita Rachel Berry Song

“Shut up.” “You love me,” I sang quietly. “You want to beat up evil bitches and bury them in state lines for me.” “I want to make sure that psychotic hoe never breathes the same oxygen as you again. That’s love.” “Damn right it is.” I clinked her glass with mine. Now we were ready for war. I let Rachel rant for a while. She needed it. And honestly? It felt good knowing someone else was mad enough to burn the world down on my behalf.

“I don’t feel that good today. Can you tell Lacy that I’ll skip tonight? I have this shitty feeling that I’d puke on some asshole’s dick, if I do the round today.” Gia talked over the phone as she paced in her mini kitchen, only clad in a thong and fish net bra, she shook her ass to the tune of her favorite song, RODEO by LAH PAT booming softly from her speaker. "You have fine luck today. Lacy also called in sick. I’ll make sure you don’t get a spank on the ass tomorrow.” Rachel chuckled.

Hope you're good’ A smile tugged at the corner of her lips, but before she could send back a text, Rachel descended the stairs in all her glory. She wore a strapless red silk gown that stopped just above her knees, with a slit running high up on her right thigh. Chloe gave a little amused laugh. “I knew you had other plans.” Rachel rolled her eyes. “I might have a date.” “Date? I thought you broke up with Drake?” “Oh not Drake,” said Rachel as she walked down the stairs. “It's some guy I met on Tinder.”

She don't get in anyone's business, but I would’ve preferred it if she was a shallow person who only talks about fashion, but her being nice and smart makes me hate her more because seeing her reminds me why she would fit Justin more than I ever could. “Let's talk about this when we see each other in school. I need to eat and dress up. I can't be late for school.” We hung up after we said our ritual goodbyes which included lots of singing and other embarrassing things. I don't know why we still do that.

Rachel’s POV Jason slid the record into place, and a second later the soft crackle of music filled the cabin. I recognized the song almost immediately. Leaving on a Jet Plane. For a while we just talked quietly while the music played behind us, the lyrics drifting through the room in a way that felt heavier than they should have. Eventually I finished my coffee and stood, carrying the mug to the sink. When I turned around, I bumped into him, I stepped back instinctively, but he filled the space between us immediately. Brushing his hand over mine.

🎶Tum mere ho iss pal mere ho 🎶 Kal Shayad yeh aalam na rahe 🎶Kuch Aisa ho tum na Raho 🎶Kuch Aisa ho hum, hum na rahein 🎶Yeh raaste alag ho jaaye 🎶Chalte Hum Kho jaayein 🎶Main Phir Bhi Tumko Chahunga(4X) It One of the featured songs on zee world titled Phir Bhi Tumko Chahunga can be heard from Rachael's room as she danced slowly to the beats. It was a love song as she moved freely to the beat. Her body moves slowly from right to left as she stomps her toes in a to and fro manner. She held the saree fabric with her left hand as she swerved, moving to and fro. Her face was vibrant, as she closes her eyes, slowly moving to the slow rhythm of the music. That is Rachael. Her love for the In

He thought, a strange feeling twisting in his gut. Amelia struggled to finish each song, her throat burning with the effort. The pain was nearly unbearable, but she had to keep going. Her voice cracked, and she swallowed painfully. I can’t stop. I can’t let him win. Finally, when she could sing no more, she dropped to the floor, gasping for air. "Rachel, can I have a glass of water?" she asked weakly, her voice barely a whisper. Rachel’s smile was cold. "What do you think?" she asked, her tone dismissive.

I slowly get behind her. "Aw," she jumps a little before she awards me with her smile. "Don't stop." I whisper into her ear huskily. Della smirks in return. "What is the song anyway?" I ask while I move my hands a little lower on the curve of her back. I know she is doing it intentionally to grind on me when she knows it is taking everything in my bones not to bend her over this counter and fuck the day lights out of her. "Lay it on me by Kelly Rowland." she replies gyrating her hips grounding her hips against my crotch.

"Tell him how much I miss him..." "Hey," she interrupted gently, her eyes locking onto mine with fierce determination. "You are strong, Lily. You've always been the one to set the curve, remember? You can handle a little heartbreak." Her confidence in me was unwavering, but as I nodded, trying to absorb some of her strength, the battle within me raged on. "Look, there's this party on Saturday," Rachel said suddenly. "It's off-campus, at this karaoke bar downtown. A more casual vibe, you know... It's going to be fun."

And maybe - just maybe - we’ll be able to let go. I’m finally back on track with my blog. It feels so familiar to be writing again like I was never gone. Upon checking my last post, I saw an old comment. Hi Black Banter! I’m really into “Be Alone No More” by Ànother Level recently. I think it’s gonna fit in on your playlist. Hope you’ll like it :) – A Ah, a possible first song to my playlist. “Paul! Paul!” My officemate, Liana, called out my name.