We Go Back Like Quotes Novels & Stories

The tree behind us explodes into ash. Here we go again, innit?

Forrest Gump, Total Recall, True Lies and What's Love Gotta Do With It. We have watched those movies sooo many times over OMG! And she has it on VHS so that means if she wants to watch it again, and she usually does. We have to get up and rewind it back to the beginning, ugh. Anyway, "We'll be coming back Saturday afternoon. Because Manny and I have somewhere to go afterward. But are y'all excited? I know I am." We've never really been anywhere before and I'm really looking forward to having some fun. Especially after a super stressful school year and this crazy ass weekend.

{'If you love someone, let her go. If she comes back to you, then she's yours forever. '} I tapped my foot in annoyance as I listened to the security guy who was talking with Khloe. We were outside the gate of this country club and I couldn't wait to see Quinn anymore. Khloe said she needed help but it was really odd that she wouldn't even answer her phone. We called her so many times but the line would always direct us to her voicemail.

Jacob says smirking. "Shut up" "Oh don't get embarrass we hear you all the time." An echo or agreement follows after what Jacob says. "Shut up bettors I shoot you" I warn "Don't get your panties in a twist." Jacob says making me roll my eyes. We don't talk for the rest of the ride and once the car stops moving we all get serious. We step out of the car and make our way to the house.

I will not go back to being nothing. Never!

"W⁠e are going‍ bac‍k to th‌e office." ⁠

Brandon interrupted with a mischievous grin, "Let's go back home—our home, where everything started." The mention of our home brought back all the memories we created together, from the first meeting to the countless adventures we shared. It was a place that held not only our belongings but also the essence of our friendship and love for each other. The memories of laughter, tears, and growth flooded our minds as we eagerly agreed to embark on the journey back to where it all began. I nodded my head in agreement, feeling a mix of excitement and nostalgia. "Let's move back home," I said, my voice filled with anticipation.

— They can go back to how they were! ---

"Seriously? Or do you just have nothing better to do in life—" "I like you, Alex!" He suddenly hugged me. "I liked you, Alex." "I liked you, Alex." "I liked you, Alex." "I liked you, Alex." "I liked you, Alex." "I liked you, Alex." Those words echoed in my mind repeatedly, but this time, they felt real. Deja vu. I tried to break free from his embrace. "Haha, is this another joke?" I forced a laugh and pushed him away, but he wouldn't let go.

My parting insult must have struck a nerve, because Hunter immediately took to our massive shared group chat to blast the news to every wealthy socialite and heir we knew. Hunter: [Debbie is playing the divorce card again. I told her she'd never actually leave Laurent, and that if she did, I'd be her dog. [She had the nerve to tell me even dogs don't want me! I'm running the books now: I bet she will come crawling back home within three days.] The chat blew up instantly. They immediately began placing extravagant wagers on when I would return. Some bet a week, others half a month, and some a full month.