You Belong In My Sweet Home นิยาย & เรื่องราว

RECOMMENDED SONG: **Stuck With You By Justin Bieber and Ariana Grande** “Honey, you are already home! We thought you might be staying at Chris’ or Eva’s for assignments.” Mrs. Lozenge asked suspiciously finding first the locked door, and then Scarlet opening it.

If I saw you in heaven Would it be the same? If I saw you in heaven I must be strong And carry on 'Cause I know I don't belong Here in heaven Would you hold my hand? If I saw you in heaven Would you help me stand? If I saw you in heaven I'll find my way Through night and day 'Cause I know I just can't stay Here in heaven Time can bring you down Time can bend your knees Time can break your heart Have you begging please Begging please Beyond the door

“Don’t say it. I know what you want to say and don’t you dare use the excuse of Ariel being here and stuff. It’s outdated and won’t work anymore. Know that.” “No, I wasn't going to say that.” He took a step, closing the distance between them. “I was going to say that you are here, you are my home and therefore I belong here.” Another step. “Home is wherever you are. You cannot chase me from my home, Breanne. “From the only place where I find peace.”

ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʀɪɢʜᴛ sᴜɴ sʜɪɴᴇ ᴛɪʟʟ ɪ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ʟɪғᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴀɴ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ɪ ᴄᴀʟʟ ɪᴛ ʜᴏᴍᴇ

He turns following her finger with his eyes to where I am already watching him. "So if by the time the bar closes And you feel like falling down I'll carry you home Tonight."

My hung opened as he walked past me . "You will live in this room from now on " He said taking me to the same room we were in a hour ago . " Whom does this room belong to ?" I asked , "its Mine " I snap my eyes towards him . " It belongs to me , so you can live here " I look away . " I can't get another room ?" I ask . " No , You are staying here , That's my final decision , Now stop complaining and get to work "

“Home isn’t a place, Jennifer. It’s where you belong. And whether you admit it or not… you belong with me. With us.” My throat tightened. I wanted to tell him he was wrong. That this wasn’t what I wanted. That I would never let myself fall for him. But when he reached out and gently brushed his fingers against mine, my body betrayed me again, leaning into his warmth even as my heart screamed for distance. “I don’t belong here,” I whispered, more desperately this time. His gaze burned into mine, steady and unshakable. “Then why do you already feel like you do?”

I threatened the bouncer, but he remained calm and composed as if I was just making empty threats. I grew angry at his confidence. I could feel my cheeks boiling. I was forced to stand outside my own home by a total stranger, and it was so embarrassing! Frustrated, I searched my purse for my phone to call Thayer. I dialed his number many times, but he didn’t pick up. My heart shattered. How could he not pick up when he was definitely somewhere in the house, probably drinking or smoking amidst this loud music? No one knows my house better than I do. Taking advantage of the darkness, I found my way around and snuck in through the back door. It was both annoying and unbelievable that I was snea

"you fucking belong to me!" That night, I heard those words and found myself yielding to that feeling once more. Soon, the night of our passion unfolded, indulging me on a ride that could destroy me once more…

I don’t know what her tolerance is but I’m sure her dad would definitely not be happy with me bringing his daughter back drunk. Personally, dealing with just one angry dad is enough. She took 2 shots and it seemed to be enough to flush her face. Nervously, I took the other glass from her and downed it. I hope Mr.Brooks doesn’t kill me. “That was mine!” She pouted and I had a sudden urge to pinch her cheek. There’s no way someone can be hot and cute at the same time. You can only be one, otherwise, it’s illegal. Soon enough, the loud pop party music turned into slow and romantic. I knew what I had to do.