You Are The World To Me Novels & Stories

I’m waiting, so please come home. She sends the song through next. It’s ‘Take On The World’ by You Me At Six. And with all the lyrics I know I’m not waiting a second to fight for her and with her. I can tell her. It’s not my fault but for the longest time I truly thought and believed it was. ‘Just say the word, we’ll take on the world’ ‘Look in my eyes, I will never desert you.’ ‘Nobody knows you the way that I know you.’

"𝗬𝗲𝘀, 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀?" "𝗜'𝗺 𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂. 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄... 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝘃𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝘀 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗼𝘂𝘀. 𝗬𝗼𝘂�

“Dear little girl, I'm sorry I couldn't be with you longer. The moment I met you again, for me it was a wonderful thing that God gave me, even more, wonderful was that I was next to you again. Sometimes I find myself extremely difficult to understand, obviously, I love you very much, but I am afraid to make you suffer. Just like when we were children, I always suppressed the feelings in my heart, didn't dare to take another step forward for fear that you would be angry without playing with me, afraid that I would take a step back and someone else would take my place. British mind. In the end, God heard this plea and let you be by my side again. The love for you is so great that I feel scared

Iris opened her mouth to speak, but suddenly, a familiar melody drifted through the orphanage hall. It was Only You. Her pupils shrank, and her heart skipped several beats. The sound felt like it came from a distant world, yet it cut clearly into her ears.

" I didn't even know how to describe how I felt at that moment. It was something Zac had never made me feel. Growing up in an environment full of power plays and transactions, every favor was returned with a contract. There was never any love like Steven's—unconditional and expecting nothing in return. I tossed and turned all night, not falling asleep until three in the morning. The next day, I slept straight through to the evening, only to be jolted awake by a string of phone calls. It was Megan inviting me to a party. It wasn't until I arrived that I realized it was more of a setup to patch things up.

"I will take care of your world." ***

One heartbeat to center myself. I step through. And the world explodes.

I am done running. And the world will have to reckon with me.

“Why so hurry? You, just came, right? Isn’t the carnival fun that you will never want to miss?” “Nope, we are good to go. It’s time to go to the next floor.” “Do you really want to go back to the world?” “Isn’t it obvious?” “Why?” “Do I need to answer it? “I’ll let you leave this floor if you can give me a satisfying answer of what I just questioned you.” “The world needs me.” “Really? How do you know?” “As I am the world protector.” “Does it need protecting?” “Nope.” “Then? Why do you think the world needs you?”

It’s cliché, but it applies to everything. “You think the time you spend with me is enough for you to say that? Do you think that I don’t try to will myself into doing things on my own? I am not the one you need. Because you, you are my world. But let me correct myself. I am not obsessed with you. You just don’t know what it feels like to be alone.”