Novel & Cerita Wake Up Lyrics Julie And The Phantoms

Third POV The phone buzzed against the mattress beside Julian’s ear. His lashes trembled against his cheeks, then opened reluctantly. The dimly lit room seemed oppressive, heavy with silence. His phone buzzed again — a rhythmic pulse — unwilling to be ignored. He pressed it against his face, without glancing at the name on the screen. “Hello?” His voice was gravelly, worn from a restless night. “It’s Miss Maria.” Her voice flowed through, firm and purposeful. “Time to come down for breakfast, Julian. The food’s ready.”

The screen lit up immediately, and I was shocked to see missed calls, dozens of messages and notifications stacked up so high that they blurred together. My heart hammered. I hadn't seen this phone since the night of the party and I had truly believed I had dropped somewhere between the party and Julian's room that night. The phone buzzed again, and an unsaved number displayed on the screen. Without thinking, I answered, placing the phone to my ear. “Hello?” my voice came out barely above a whisper. There was a brief pause. “Well, look who finally woke up.” Julian's unmistakable voice floated across the line, simultaneously smooth and sharp.

The next morning, I was jolted awake by the buzzing sound of my phone vibrating on the nightstand. Groggily, I reached for it, my eyes half-open. Julian’s name flashed across the screen. He was calling. Still feeling the weight of sleep in my eyes, I answered the call and stood up from my bed, my voice barely awake. “Hope you’re getting ready. It’s today, and my assistant is already on his way,” Julian’s voice came through the phone, calm but with a sense of urgency. Today? What’s happening today? My mind was still foggy, trying to piece things together.

“I’m going to bed. Suit yourself.” “What about Mom?” Scott didn’t stop walking. “Let me know when she confirms her flight. I’ll pick her up.” “Got it!” Julian grinned and downed the rest of his drink. — The next morning, Julissa only managed to wake up after her alarm blared three times. She opened her eyes, feeling momentarily disoriented. Right—she was still at Scott’s place. Glancing at the clock, she suddenly sat up straight. It’s Monday! Work! Scott had even reminded her last night!

Julian woke up the next morning groaning as he opened his eyes, the morning light hitting like an unwelcomed intruder. He rolled over, reaching blindly for his phone on the nightstand. His thumb swiped the screen, eyes squinting against the brightness. “Oh… it’s 8:00 AM. I slept too late.” He ruffled his hair in pure irritation and tossed the phone back onto the bed. He had barely slept, and it was all thanks to the woman who had occupied his mind throughout the night.

It was 6:05 am already. Julian and Eva were yet to open their eyes. They slept off in the early hours after all night of love. The low and constant ringing of a table phone that was a few feet away from their bed woke Julian up. He opened his eyes and could not see the phone clearly. He slowly rolled out of the bed and adjusted his tight thong for easy movements as he walked towards the table where the phone was kept. He sat on a chair that was beside the table before picking the receiver up.

Don Julio ended the call, gulped the rest of his drink, and let a slow, mischievous grin stretch across his lips as a thought ignited in his mind. --- (Aurora) I woke up to my phone buzzing beside me, the vibration rattling my already splitting headache. Richard’s name flashed across the screen in bold. I answered with a tired sigh. “Hello.” “Did I wake you, baby?” His voice oozed excitement, too much excitement. And that alone made my skin crawl. “No, it’s fine. I have to prepare for work anyway. Why do you sound so excited?” I asked, rubbing my temples. He chuckled—a low, unsettling sound.

My eyes burned, but no more tears came. So even being intimate with me—that had become something Olivia had to force herself to do. I set the tablet down. I placed the obsidian cufflinks back in their gift bag, then left them on the entryway table, next to my engagement ring. Like returning a dream I'd finally woken up from. Just then, my phone buzzed with a confirmation. A flight booked for 3:00 AM tomorrow—destination: Ilyseland. From now on, I'd fly to any city I wanted. But none of them would ever bring me back to Olivia.

Wake up feel the air that I'm breathin' I can't explain this feeling that I'm feelin' I won't go another day without you Annoyed by the song his phone is playing now, Vince would have pressed the next button for another song to play... I know it feels like no one's around But baby you're wrong Just get rid of that fear Promise that I'm here, I'll never be gone So baby come with me We can fly away and we can watch the stars shine And baby you can be my love, oh Wake up feel the air that I'm breathin'

Liam Julie hadn’t stopped talking since she woke up. She ran through the hallway, her small feet hitting the wooden floor, laughing loudly as if there wasn’t a dark weight hanging over this house. An almost irritating contrast, but at the same time… I needed that sound. It was the only living proof that there was still something pure nearby.