Why I Love Him Novels & Stories

You are not even looking at this marriage, Hea! His eyes glued on her and voice broke, 'I loved you most of my life and I still love you. I've loved you since the age of 18. You mean so much to me, but the thing is, you're not trying to accept what little I have for you. Can't my love replace his love for you?

My heart is crushing as if it had been stabbed by a pointed knife. Why? There is only one reason. Because I love him. I love Xylon!

"And whatever I said until now— these are definitely not the reasons why I love you" Her slightly confused eyes look for answers as I smile. "I just complimented you for everything you have been doing. I don't love you because of this. I love you because you are you. I don't need a damn reason to love you, Iv. I love you for everything you are and everything you will be" I lovingly smile at her, caressing her cheeks as her calm eyes remain steady on me. The way she stares at me is so precious that I lose my heart millions of times to her.

“Then why?” “I don’t know, maybe because you’re incredible? Or maybe the fact that when you look at me my heart wants to jump out of my fucking chest because you make me crazy! Or maybe because when you touch me I feel more alive than I ever have. You stood up for me with my dad.” I grabbed his face and pressed my forehead against his. “I love you because you’re Lee Windsor and there’s no one like you. Are those good enough reasons?” Lee was shaking at this point. There were tears streaming down his face and his breathing was ragged.

“I can’t fix anything if you’re not here.” “That’s not my responsibility,” I said, even though my chest felt tight. “I know it’s not,” he said again, stepping even closer. “But I want you here anyway. Not because I need someone to fix things. Because I need you.” I swallowed hard, my resolve slipping just a fraction. “Why?” I asked, quieter now. “Why does it have to be me?” He didn’t hesitate. “Because I love you.” The words hit me like a shockwave.

I may have felt disappointed at him for hiding the truth and for every lie he fed me, but I am not that kind of a bitch that does revenge. I love him, and that feeling towards him was the big factor why until now, I stayed with him and he's the person that I will choose over and over again. Sounds so masochist? Or dumb? I don't care, I love him, he loves me and that all matters.

"I need you. I need you to stop running. I need you to look at me, really, without your walls, without your defenses. I need you to let me in." "It's dangerous, inside me." "I know. I've seen the damage. I want to help rebuild." "Why?" I repeat, obstinate. "Because I love you. Because I've never loved anyone else. Because for six years, I've thought of you, dreamed of you, searched for your face in the crowd. Because you are the only one. The only one." I say nothing. I look at him. His eyes, his lips, his hands. Everything he is. Everything he could be for me.

Then I pulled back slightly. "Can I ask you something?" I said. "Anything," he said. "Why do you love me?" I asked. "Because you're worth it," he said simply. "How do you know?" I asked. "Because I see who you are when nobody else is looking," he said. "I see how hard you fight. How much you love that baby already and how strong you are, even when you don't feel strong." Tears filled my eyes. "You make it sound like I'm some kind of hero."

She wrapped her shaking hands around my waist "Why.. Why are you still here with me? You can just leave me like what they did to me. Why can't you hate me? I'm the daughter of your brother's murderer. Why?" I closed my eyes and kissed her forehead "Because, I love you. I'm here not because of pity, I'm here because I love you. Your love is giving me reason to hold on to you, to hold on to us. I know, you are having a hard time right now, that is why I'm here, share your problems to me. Tell me everything, I'm willing to listen."

Magical. I love you because you are a beautiful, genuine, one-of-a-kind person. I love you because you possess the purest heart in the whole universe. Even though you are full of fucking shit! But what else… I love you because you are one hell of a crazy fucking ass, just like me. I love your wild side and passion for exploring. I love your excitement and crazy determination. I love you because you put up with me, even though I sometimes tend to sound very irrational. Let's say borderline psychotic.