Second Hand Fall For You Novels & Stories

I stood up from the chair I was sitting on and took Baddy's hand. “Let's go.” I need to leave this place before the married man thinks of saying anything more. “Oh, okay.” Baddy gulped down her drink before she followed me to the dance floor. “Wait, I need to get my purse. You—” In an attempt to remove her arm from mine, Baddy mistakenly pushed me. Like a slow-motion movie, I started free-falling. Expecting to make a collision with the floor, however, I wasn't expecting to fall on something soft.

“It will only take me a second to make you quit, and you will not prefer my method” Daisy felt his breath on her face while he was speaking. She felt a chill run down her spine as a result of his cold voice, which also left her feeling eerily gloomy. She felt apprehensive and agitated by the cold vibe he emitted as his comments reverberated throughout the lift.

she lamented wearily, her hands going up to rake her hair He held her hands before she injured herself, she looked into his eyes, tears streaming down from her own He held himself tightly as he spoke the rehearsed words in his head, as he did not trust himself to say it by heart” This is the time to say goodbye, Nicole, let's break up” he dropped the bombshell, he waited for the impact of the words on her, her reaction was slow, “Why?” she asked gently

I will still fall for you Days will go by, centuries even, and if you come to me with a different face, I will still fall for you. Even if your voice remains changed, the echoes of laughter sounding distinct, I will still fall for you. Through every collapse and creation, I hope to find you and promise that I will still fall for you. *** Celina jolted, feeling like her chest was being shredded to pieces and her visions blacked out for a second. Her eyes adjusted to the light in the room, taking in the familiar surroundings. That diary. It was the same one Javier carried around—the one they accused him for. Her head started to throb, and before she knew it, everything came rushing back to her

I sighed and mustered my strength to pick it up. It was a text from Marcus. "Where have you been hiding? I know I was a little harsh that day, but you should've calmed down by now. Stop with this tantrum, and apologize to Janae. We can act like nothing happened! Also, don't forget about our engagement ceremony tomorrow." My strength left me, and my phone fell to the floor after slipping from my hand. I'd almost forgotten Marcus and I were supposed to be getting engaged the following day. I'd once looked forward to this day more than anything in the world. Now, it was so close and yet so far.

“It doesn't matter. Are we going to meet with your boss?” “Certainly Madeline. Let's go through the entrance.” Abel held her hand and went ahead to walk into the building through the entrance. While walking in, she bumped into someone and fell with her face kissing the carpet. And she heard a voice. “Are you alright miss?” Madeline got still easily recognizing that familiar voice.

"Then don't move on from me. Just fall and relish every fall. And maybe, just like you, I'll fall, too. I'll fall with you."

and I tap his hand instead of giving him a hand shake, then leave him there. I will never fall for you, but you should never fall for me.

I voiced out. "And whose fault was that?" she said glaring at me. Your psychotic mind, I mumbled beneath my breath, just then she decided to drop one of her crutches, she tried to make it look like an accident but failed miserably. She's going to be the death of me, mumbled before adding a string of curse words to the statement. I hurried over to her and supported her falling figure by putting my hand around her waist leading her to the nearest table. I ignore how right it felt to place my hand around her waist or how she seemed to fit perfectly in my arms every time I carry her. I went to pick up the fallen crutch and made my way back to her.

Real security came only from what one built themselves. This time, no one could take what was mine. From now on, I'd live for myself alone. —The End