We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together Novels & Stories

I frowned and stepped back, keeping my distance. Dad looked at her, his voice flat. "So?" Mom froze. "Simon... These past few months, I've finally figured everything out. Matthew was trying to tear us apart from the beginning. Don't believe those photos. I never had feelings for him. Simon, you know me. My heart only beats for you." I shook my head, serious. "No, Mom. You're wrong. Your heart would still beat without Dad, and Dad can live just fine without you."

Luke's grin fell a bit, "Is it Ana? Are you back together?" I gave him a pointed look, "Of course not." I grumbled, "We are never getting back together." I understand why he would think she is the one, but it will never be, not anymore. She is not someone I ever want to ever think of again. "Good. She treated you like shit three years ago. You better not let her into your life again." He nodded to himself, "Because she is back. I thought you ran into her at the fundraiser a few days ago and got back together."

She stirred up the all this chaos today just to drag me here for this? She actually thought I’d reconcile with her precious son? I tried to find the right words, but in the end, I couldn’t help blurting out what everyone said these days, "Are you kidding me? Why would I ever get back with your son?" This time, it was Abby’s turn to look confused. "You don’t want to get back together? But didn’t you used to..." I cut her off, fed up. "That was then. I don’t love him anymore. All I want is to take back what’s mine."

Somewhere along the lines, I gave him hope, I made him believe we were something when in fact, we never even begun. Silver and I may be mates but we're two souls that just can never meet. Not with this kind of situation. I believe I'm saving us both by staying away. He wouldn't understand. "Are you getting back together with him?" I see his fist clench the wheels so hard like he could break it if I don't answer right. I must pick my words carefully but when my mouth opens, words just flow and the consequences be damned. "It's not like we ever got divorced. It was just hasty and impulsive actions."

Claimed. Mates. Partners. Forever. And when the crisis was over, we looked at each other and smiled. "Our pocket reality is still there," Kade said. "Then let's go back." "Together?" "Always." We scattered. And this time, nothing interrupted. We'd earned this. And we were taking it. Together. Forever. Ours.

My eyes burned as I looked at Julian. I threw my arms around him, holding on as if he were the only solid thing left in the world. For a moment, he stiffened in surprise. Then, he wrapped his arms around me just as tightly. "We're going to make it," he said quietly. "As long as we stay together." I nodded, even though my throat was too tight to speak. By then, I understood. This was not a wrong turn or a nightmare waiting to end. We were already on a road with no way back. The only direction left was forward.

Through out all our back and forth, breakup and get back together cycle, I get more attached to him each time we get back together. "Whatcha thinking" He squeezes my laps. "Nothing" I tug my hair behind my ear. He turns on the radio to drown away the silence and our favourite song plays, 'Don't leave me alone' by David Guetta My cheek breaks into a smile and I sing along to the song. This has always been my favorite song since I was younger, my mom loved playing it and it rubbed off on me. Bryne started loving the song too because of me. "Don't you ever leave me, don't you ever go" I sing along happily

They leaned on each other, their bond unyielding, and found solace in the simple act of holding hands. Finally, the day arrived when Ryan received his diagnosis. It wasn't the news they had hoped for, but they faced it with courage and resilience. The road ahead would be challenging, marked by treatments, uncertainties, and the ever-present possibility of loss. But they vowed to cherish every moment, to embrace the gift of time they had been granted.

“I love him. We’re married.” He looked devastated, as if he had been abandoned. I felt no sympathy for him. My life was no longer intertwined with his. “Neil is waiting for me. See you,” I said, turning to leave. But before I could walk away, Owen grabbed my wrist, his eyes filled with a pitiful desperation. “Noah... is there no chance for us to get back together?” I pulled my hand free, glaring at him. “Owen, whatever we had is over. It ended years ago. I’ve moved on, and so should you.”

Ryan paused for a moment, then suddenly said, "I can offer more money. Is one million dollars enough?" I sighed. My voice was calm as I replied, "Ryan, we're not from the same world. Let's not contact each other anymore." "I can make it two million dollars," Ryan quickly said. "I already lost nine years of freedom. I'm not spending the rest of my life tied to you." My refusal lit his fuse instantly. "Daisy, don't be ungrateful! I'm asking you one last time. Are you—" I cut him off sharply, "I'm never going back to you! Bye!"