South Park Loving You Song Novels & Stories

“Gurgle...” Biscuit’s little stomach let out a loud growl. The little one immediately lifted her head from Aria’s arms, her teary eyes gazing at her. “Mommy, I’m so hungry, really hungry.” Aria’s heart ached even more. She wiped her tears and said gently, “Come on, let’s eat.” Biscuit obediently climbed onto the chair next to Aria and pointed at the soup bowl in front of her. “Daddy, my soup—I still want to eat.”

Just us—in this moment. “I love you too,” I whispered. He exhaled Like he’d been holding his breathe—like a huge load was lifted off his chest. And for a while we just lay there—in each others arms. No questions. No fears. No more running away from out feeling. Only the sound of two heartbeats....

I snorted, my voice devoid of warmth as I said, "No need for that, Vincent. You've used up all the love coupons. Let's get a divorce." For a few seconds, there was only silence on the other line. Then, Vincent demanded frantically, "What are you talking about? I've still got 20 or so love coupons, don't I?" I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before I slowly said, "Didn't you know? You used the last one when you asked me to jump into the pool."

hmmm sob*sob* hmmm. "Hmmm sob*sob* hmmm...hey...hi, ahmmm pretty sure you hear me, or I am just assuming...hmmm just want to say, ahmmm, look I am in love again, but it is a one-way path of love just like what you have been through with me, you take the one-way path of getting to me and I regret not to meet you halfway and now you are gone...hmmmm I know you feel alone too because I feel alone as well the whole time I left you...all I want is to say I am sorry, I am so sorry, the person I am in loved with again is I need to let go as well like you...hmmmm sorry...for everything...hmmmm sob*sob*hmmmm"

For a while, we listened to different varieties of music from Taylor Swift to Morgan Wallen, singing every word to every song. Zach was like the male version of me. We liked the same activities and had similar hobbies, the same food and the same music, even T.V shows. We had so many things in common, and it only made me love him more. Everything about him makes me feel right, like I belong with him. As we neared his house, he woke up from his nap and stretched. “Hello, beautiful.” I couldn’t help but smile. “Hello, handsome. How was your nap?”

‘Hey baby…if you get this…voicemail, I want you to know that…that, uhm…I love you and I’ll always love you my baby. I just…come home. Please. We can fix this, okay? I love you,’ Beep. ‘Hey sweetie, mom tells me you just did your surgery. I mean…your top surgery. Congratulations. I hope you’re okay,’ silence. ‘I’m happy for you…Miles.’ Beep.

he continued , " I have a confession to make ." " A confession ? What wrong have you committed ?" " I don't know whether am wrong or right . I will know If you give me time to purge it out of my chest ." " Okay , go on please ." " Thank you . For a very long time now , I have been struggling to hide deep inside me my true feelings for you . In fact from the time we were in nursery school . Do you remember that skit we performed in school called ' Together as One '?" " Yes , I do ! I can recite it verbatim even now !" She started as he joined.

"WE LOVE YOU SO MUCH VNM!" "VIENNA I LOVE YOU!! EVEN IF YOU'RE TAKEN!" I smile widely, I never thought this would happen. It feels good that they accept me. (Song playing: This Is Me by Demi Lovato) I will never forget this, I was so happy to see them happy while I was singing. I've been dreaming about it for a long time and now, it's coming true. I looked at Sebastian but he was no longer in his place. Where is he?

"You love that song so much that you won't listen to any other song... I'm so sick of it. I'm so sick of being someone else's substitute, and I'm sick of that song. I get so frustrated whenever I hear that song and playing it just disgusts me to no end." Tyler tightened his grip on her shoulder, but she did not protest despite the pain. She simply stared at him carelessly in contempt. Tyler studied her face for a while before saying, "I love that song not because I fell for the person I heard playing it in the garden, but because I love you."