Young Love
The moon lit up the cobbles like he lit up her world. There they stood, so close but yet so far away. His hand in her hand, palms sweaty with anticipation of what was to come.
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The moon lit up the cobbles like he lit up her world. There they stood, so close but yet so far away. His hand in her hand, palms sweaty with anticipation of what was to come.
Chapter 3 Free period is where you can go to a quiet spot around the campus and either study, relax, read, or listen to music.
Skolbussen började köra iväg. Jag sprang efter den i mina blåa, utslitna gympaskor. Jag kände mig orolig inför att åka på klassresa så jag tog ett djupt andetag och andades in den friska luften.
Final Chapter Josh POV I'm gonna tell her when we are alone. I need to tell her so badly. I know, we're going to go for a walk... "Wanna go for a walk?" I ask. "Yeah." She says. God she's so nice.
This cycle happened for the next month: saying hi to Justin, doing work, then talking about Justin when we got back to the apartment.
Chapter 4: The kiss...
(This is my first story so please be nice and enjoy!!!!) (Intro) 17 year old Marisa Stone meets 18 year old HARRY STYLES. They instantly clicked and fell in love. She meets everyone in the band.
It seemed like we played for hours, well it must have been, because the next time I pried my eyes away from the keys it was dark out. "Wow" I huffed.
Chapter 6 Tom had informed me that he would be picking me up at 7, and to be dressed up, and that he was taking me out for dinner, so dressed kind of formal, and he wasn’t tell me any more.
Chapter 13: Trey's POV: I dont know exactly what made me do it, the fact she said she was gunna tell me we should be more than friends, or that I love her, but I went to the Albineo Indian Mounds.
I followed Marshall towards the busy students union; it was the only place on campus to get a real cup of coffee and thus was always filled with bleary-eyed and hungover students, desperate for a...
It was dark all around us, only the light of the movie on the big screen lit his face.
Chapter 2 - Harry's POV. I open the door, "lady's first..." I smirk, "Then you can go first" she winks waiting for me to walk in first, "Haha...
She could feel him watching her as she walked up his garden, officially pleased with herself. "Are you drunk?" He called out as she reached his front gate. She turned slowly.
Chapter one: Kiss I wake up to the near agonizing sound of someone screaming. My heart races with naked fury as one of the other kids in my foster home that shelters me has another panic attack.
chapped lips. knees locked. awkward stance. timer slowly ticking down. 10. 9. 8. her eyes never so big. she's sweating. nervous. time slows down. surroundings pushed back. she's pulled in.
"John, I've been thinking about this for a while and I think that I kinda... No, Strider, you gotta be more confident than that. Okay. John, I love you and I think that we should... No, no, too blunt.
- and then, out of the blue, came my friend and told me I was a traitor and a thief, and that I had taken his girl. First of all, nothing had happened between us yet.
#he/shechallenge ( a short story with no he/she in it) They walked along the sandy beach, her black hair glistening in the moonlight, the boy took her hand and they began to continue their stroll...
It was on a Sunday I kissed you the first time. It wasn't a long kiss, not a particularly perfect kiss, just a kiss. It was a special kiss. A kiss from you.
Dancing, she smiled at you. She hadn't realised but she liked you too. Smiled when the stars were shining. It was cold so she started wining. Walk her home, you decided there.
You wake up at 11:00am, and feel excited. But you've forgotten why... You check your calendar, and there's an event, labelled <3 Then you remember.
It was a brand new year. And a brand new day. You were free and clear. Able to go your own way. I was full of fear and longing. Desire burning inside. Unsure of the risk I was taking.
Heart beat, Pulse race. Lick lips, Red face. Sweaty palms, Clammy head. Meeting eyes, Nothing said. A brief exchange, A brush of lips. A tense giggle, Hair standing on tips.