Turn Around And Look At Me Novels & Stories

"Turn around." I shook my head, keeping my back to him. "You're not dressed." "I know.” He said gruffly. “Turn around anyway." "Asher-" "Turn around, Louisa." I squeezed my eyes shut and slowly turned, keeping my gaze firmly fixed on the ground. "Look at me." I shook my head, wringing my fingers together nervously. "I really don't think-" "Look. At. Me." I raised my eyes and immediately regretted it or maybe I didn't. I couldn't tell anymore.

He flicks me a sharp look. I look away.

He asked me. I turned and looked at the screen. "Bingo." I muttered.

She closed her eyes and opened, feeling extremely embarrassed. "Look at me," he ordered. She furrowed her brows. "Look. At. Me." Oh God.

she turned to me and looked at me, our eyes met and her amber ones held me. I broke eye contact and cleared my throat. “Right”. I hailed a taxi, “After my game then”.

he clarified. “Oh…” This time Willow looked convinced and quite disappointed. He could almost see her thoughts and suppositions realigning themselves. God knew what she was going to ask next.

Laura’s exquisite hairstyle had been messed up with her fingers, her lipstick smeared, and some residue was left on her face. She looked really ugly. I watched the live feed from the numerous cameras at the banquet and felt extremely satisfied. William, at some point, had come over and stood beside me. "You're quite clever, but next time, don't hurt yourself to achieve your goals. You can always ask for my help." I nodded without rejecting him. However, after what happened at school, I realized that I was my own strongest armor and weapon. Others couldn't be relied upon. The scene was chaotic, and reporters were forced to turn off their cameras.

𝗜 𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝘆 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝘀𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶�

Her fingers curled around his sleeve. He froze, torn between us. That was all I needed to see. I turned away before my tears could fall. The wind outside was sharp, cutting into my cheeks. I pressed a hand over my stomach and whispered to no one, “Don’t worry, little one. We’re leaving soon.” The city blurred around me. And for the first time, I wasn’t afraid of being alone— I was afraid of staying.

Adimasta pointed to the phone again and was ready to take a picture of the two of them. Clarissa turned her face to Adimasta just as Adimasta's hand clicked. "If you say no, that's okay. I'll just put a picture of a tree or a robot." Adimasta brought the phone closer and saw the shots. Clarissa watched as well. Pretty good. Especially the last one. Their eyes met, very sweet. Trembling touched again Clarissa's heart. "This is great for putting on the screen. Can I?" Adimasta repeated his request.