Distancebetweenus Stories

A rich woman pretending to be poor to get close to a man she wants.

Four Best Friends. One of them died. Other two started a fight, last one bringing back all together.

Prologue The Distance Between Us I wasn't born to be fragile. And yet... here I am. Hooked up to tubes. Trapped in white walls. Counting ceiling cracks instead of stars. They say I have time. That treatments help. That "there's always hope." But no one knows how it feels to wake up every morning wondering if today is the beginning of the end. They talk. They whisper. They pity. But him? He doesn't whisper. He doesn't smile. He just walks in, reads my chart, checks my pulse, and leaves like nothing about me matters. Tobirama Senju... The man with hands colder than steel. My assigned physician. My personal hell. I hated his silence. I hated the way he looked through me like I was already a ghost. But hate is a funny thing. It's loud. It's alive. And sometimes, it's just a disguise for something we can't explain. Now I can't breathe when he's near... ...and I can't breathe when he's gone. There is a line between us. Drawn by blood. Sealed by rules. But even sterile boundaries can't stop infected hearts. Welcome to my story. Welcome to the distance between us.

Matt and Lily have been emailing each other by accident for the longest. When a true connection sparks, what will happen when they finally deicide to meet in person.

If you chose to read this.... I'm saying sorry in advance. Maraming errors. Some Grammatically, some Plotlines confusion. And others are pure annoyingly childish. I am just I think in between 11 - 12 years old when I suddenly, without even planning the plot or arranging the story typed this. This is not my idea. THUS This is a completed story. I REPEAT THIS IS NOT MY IDEAS AND CREATION ONLY SOME OF IT OKAY? I'm so sorry again in advance for those who chose to read this. ___________________________

A stormy night. Lost keys. Desire and tension collide in ways they never expected. By morning, choices are made, hearts are tested, and love isn't always about holding on. Sometimes, the hardest act of love is letting go, and feeling the distance between them.