Novel & Cerita Wanting You Exist In My Song

"Want ... want to kiss you." Tbc.

I am yearning to see her opening her eyes, smiling at me,talking to me. "Please come back ,Amu."I whispered ,leaning close to her face, with a heart wrenching pain in my chest. "It's getting difficult for me to wait for you.I'm tired now. Tired of making others believe that you'll be back.Tired of convincing myself that you wouldn't go anywhere leaving me alone.I... Can't ...."my voice trailed off as tears flowing in my eyes,an irrational surge of pain flooding through me. "Please get up,Amu.Please come back to me."I begged in broken voice as I leaned down ,closed my eyes,rested my chin on the edge of her pillow.I couldn't afford to be weak but I am human after all.

it's not a problem but with Jake it is. She looked at his eyes. Checking if they felt the humor he was trying to spread with his lips. 'I am separated from you, yet to get a divorce.' 'Yet. It a long time from now....it could be never.' She sighed; they were supposed to be enjoying Susan's wedding. 'It's......' He didn't want to hear about her wanting to divorce him, so he changed the topic. 'You know, this song is to pull couples closer..... like Susan and Lucky.'

I was like in my mind I'm singing why you're so obsessed with me boy I wanna know hahaha obsessed the fuck. Okay hoooh amber calm down don't act weird okay just act normal don't show him you are blushing! Wait inhale exhale hoooh! Hmmm okay one, two, three. Ahhmm really! Why? I said. I don't want to say too much words I can't respond too much I need to act like I'm not interested at him and not affected on this kind of flirting strategy. Have you already forgotten? He asked. Like man yes I forgot what the heck are you talking about? Just tell me straight to the point I hate circumstances.

It was the edited video of our eight years together that I had commissioned. I had planned to curl up on the sofa with Harper and watch it projected on the screen, but that was no longer possible. When I set my phone down, I accidentally hit play. The next second, a bright, cheerful female voice came through the speaker. “Today is February 14, 2018, Valentine’s Day. Jayden and I came to Lake Eronne. I, Harper Langley, swear upon this lake that I will love Jayden Grant for as long as I live.”

I was eighteen when my life suddenly changed. I was a normal high school girl; my grades weren’t bad, but my parents were never satisfied. They wanted me to become a doctor to honor our family's name, but I was not interested. It’s not my dream. My dream is to become a singer, to write my feelings and my thoughts through songs that a million of people would listen to, would sing and understand. But I always hid this passion because I was sure that I could never have the chance to do it. I was afraid to be kicked out after telling my parents what I really wanted.

“Fuck. You have no fucking idea how badly I want this. You’ve haunted my dreams. I think about touching you, being inside you, and I grow hard with wanting you.” His words caressed over me. I was done with the talking. I wanted him. I reached for the back of his head and held him steady, covering his mouth with my own. I needed him like a wheat field needed rain. I had felt myself wilting when I was away from him. Having him back in my arms made me feel alive, rejuvenated, and I wasn’t about to let him get away.

"Why do you want to help me?" "Ah I think you are still confused and want to talk to me a lot, okay I will convince you if I am not your father, that means I will not do what your father did to you, why do I help you because I need someone to look after my son and you came at the right time. That's all, actually I don't want to interfere with your family matters but I was in need of someone and your father offered you to me, something like that” Eleven fell silent again, she would waste the opportunity if she refused, she could run away from that man's house if something didn't feel right, but at least she didn't return to that hell again.

I began humming that song that always managed to play at the back of my mind, It was as if Radiohead had thought of me when they wrote the song. The lyrics fell from my mouth before I could stop them. “I wish I was special You're so fuckin' special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doin' here? I don't belong here I don't care if it hurts I wanna have control I want a perfect body I want a perfect soul I want you to notice When I'm not around So fuckin' special I wish I was special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo

You want me, I want you, baby My sugarboo, I'm levitating The Milky Way, we're renegading Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah She pointed her finger at me murmuring the lyrics you want me and I want you baby and she nodded her head to herself and I looked at her total amusement. She never danced in front of me like a carefree girl. I'm happy that she did come out of her little shell and feel comfortable around me and she is like her. Maybe this is the old Athena I wanted to see. She is extroverted to her close ones and introverted to the new people she meets.