The Years Between Us Novels & Stories

|3 years Ago| ~~~~~~~~~~ "We're going to be the only freshmen attending the senior prom this year! Bruce is definitely going to take me and Hunter is going to ask you. We just have to make sure that Jace takes Megan!" Danielle exclaimed. I rolled my eyes at her. "Danielle. Senior prom is ten whole months away." She stuck her tongue out at me. "Don't be a spoil-sport, Scar. Just because its ten months away doesn't mean we shouldn't be excited."

“I will repeat once again, you are pathetic, brother. Until when do you punish yourself like this?” Quiet. It seemed that Aaron did not think Aamber's question needed an answer. The two brother and sister were silent in the luxury car which was parked some distance from the campus, so as not to be conspicuous. Aaron was busy with his own thoughts, his thoughts drifting back to ten years ago, when he was only eighteen years old. Rich, handsome, powerful and ignorant of responsibility. ________________ 10 years ago... “This is my birthday gift car, only two in the country,” muttered Aaron proudly to his friends at that time.

Lucas paused, turning to Natasha, knowing that she would be more suited to answer this part of the question. “We’re not exactly from this-this. . .time.” “No understand.” “Okay,” Natasha gave a sigh then went on, “Lucas just said that we’re in the year umm. . .” “Around seventeen sixty-something,” offered Lucas and Natasha’s face was hit with more shock. “Yeah. Around that year. Now we are not from this year but from a couple many years ahead. Do you get me?” Much to both Natasha and Lucas’s surprise, Sang nodded.

We talked about everything we were waiting to tell each other and about everything the other person had no business in. I couldn't help but fell that this was how it was meant to be. In fact, I could begin to understand what he had meant when he had said that he had not wanted to miss me anymore. We had both gotten so busy and distracted that the distance had become natural and acceptable. And, in between all that, caught somewhere in the middle of being upset and not taking effort to do much about this unfortunate gap, what we had lost was nearly 5 years' worth of each other's lives. We were always aware of pretty much everything that was going on in each other's lives but, then again, the

They say the worst thing about distance is we don’t know whether they miss you or forget you but what if they don’t even give a sign that they feel your presence even after looking at you everyday… I walked inside Ayesha’s room and whispered ‘Good night’ placing a small peck on her forehead and walked outside. I stood before her room after closing the door and stepped back. “Yes! I want you to stay away from her.” He replied. I glanced at his room and my room. I continued doing that for a few minutes and then walked inside my room. Distance doesn’t just refer to the miles between two persons. Because we are not living at different places far away from each other but still, there is a distanc

Lathan chimed in. I glanced at him and gave a small nod. "What year?" he asked next. I hesitated. What year am I? I glanced behind me where Hade was still leaning against the booth's entrance, wearing that unreadable poker face. Was he upset I didn’t join Jarred’s org? He shrugged. I did too. "I'm not sure yet if they credited all my subjects, but technically... I'm third year," I said. "So you're twenty-two?" I shook my head. I pulled out my phone and checked the date. July twenty-six. My birthday has already passed. I blinked at the screen.

The author respects anyone, and if you are under the age of 18 and still proceeds on reading the story the author has no means of any, not one of taking responsibility if you are to encounter content with high risk. Thus, read at your own risk. In Between, a new novel of fataldestiny will now start.

This was definitely the best birthday so far for me dear Diary. Five Years Ago, September: It had been more than four months since our reunion, and things between Sameer and I have been just perfect. We’re starting our second year of university with so many new ambitions, new hopes and a new spark. But the only thing new with me now is Sameer.

The tough decisions were Helen's to make. The following day, Chloe strode into the office and handed in her resignation. When she got home, she began to sift through the mountain of photos that chronicled the trio's shared history. Over twenty years of friendship had produced album after album of memories. Childhood games of house with Andrew and Stephen, middle school award ceremonies, college road trips... Each photo brought the past to life, as if she could step right back into those moments. However, those days were gone, and they did not matter anymore.

It's also an opportunity for him to realize that Kara isn't just our normal fuck toy. The past two years have been tense between us and even though Cliff acts normal, it's a mechanism to avoid the elephant in the room. Kara is the first woman we are sharing after two years. Since that fateful night,we went our separate ways. Maybe,just maybe Kara will be the bridge to bring us together.