Waiting On Someone Quotes Novels & Stories

A presence that was him, somewhere, reaching back. *I'm waiting.*

I brought copies because I suspected. And the message this morning, Zara said. Telling you to wait. I've been receiving messages for three weeks, Isla said. Different numbers. Different phrasing. All of them telling me to hold off. She paused. I stopped asking who was sending them and started asking why they needed me to wait. And, Zara said. My waiting served someone else's timeline, Isla said. Not mine. Zara looked at the building behind them. The glass doors. The lobby visible through them, the event still continuing inside.

Waiting for me. My phone buzzed again. One word. Hurry.

"So give yourself time. And when you're ready—really ready—you'll know." Maya leaned her head on Jess's shoulder. "Thanks." "Always." --- Her phone buzzed at midnight. Idris: Meant what I said. You're worth waiting for. She stared at the screen. Then typed: Thank you. For understanding. Always. Goodnight. Night. She set the phone down. Didn't sleep for a long time. But for once, the waiting didn't feel lonely.

I wanted to sound casual, not wanting him to find me like a needy, whiny mate, and waited for his reply with bated breath. Okay, a minute later I started breathing because his reply was taking too long and my lungs were bursting with the need for oxygen but I still waited. Ten minutes later, I've started to think of what to cook for breakfast while I waited some more. Thirty minutes later, I still have not received any reply from the guy. Holy crap. Right. Because he has nothing better to do but wait around for me to text him so that he could reply. He is an Alpha and a King for God's sake. Surely he has loads of things on his plate, like running a pack and a bloody country!

(QURAN 2:285) And he had kept his promise but I was never meant to, from the start. "Call me, okay? I am here in the city for another day, but I'll come back right away when you call me. Take your time to think things through and let me know when you're ready. Okay?" He questioned but I could only stare at him unblinking. He kept standing in front of me for a while longer, in anticipation of my response but when nothing came, he turned away, gulping down the unsaid words. ''You know that I am not going to wait for you. Right?''

The clock ticks somewhere in the background. Slow. Time feels still. And I sit there. Waiting. Hoping. Praying even, that’s something I haven’t done in a long time. Just please. Let him be okay. No answers come. No updates. Just silence.

“That’s what I’m figuring out.” “That’s not good enough.” “I know, but we are getting close.” Silence again. Heavy. Pressing. I looked back at the screen. At the words. “They said ‘give us what we want,’” I whispered. “That means they expect you to respond.” “I won’t.” “What if they don’t wait?” “They’ll wait.” “You don’t know that.” “I do.” I turned to him. “How?” “Because if they wanted to act immediately, they wouldn’t send a message.”

I wanted to say something witty but my phone vibrated just as the car was about to back away from the center's parking lot. I looked at the screen and let it vibrate on my lap. I wasn't in the mood to entertain the caller at the moment. "So...where would you like to eat?" Jonathan asked after a few minutes. "Mmm-hh, What's your favorite spot to hang out." "If you are not afraid of spicy food, I know just the place to take you to. I hope you will enjoy their food. It might be overcrowded at this hour but their food is worth the wait."

Everything was ready, the food was looking so appetizing and the whole wall was filled with the inscription "I'm sorry please give us another chance" I looked at myself in the mirror countless times making sure I looked good. Now it's time to await her arrival, one hour has passed so she'll be here from now on. I kept glancing at the door every moment waiting for her, one hour turned into two yet she's not here, three hours passed she's not yet here, I kept holding tightly onto the flower that I bought for her hoping she walks in through the door any moment from now Six hours yet she's not yet here, I'm still standing in the middle of the hall awaiting her, the door suddenly opened and I rai