When Harry Met Carrie

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How do you know when it's over?" I asked weakly , staring into her brown eyes . 

She hesitates looking away from me , "Maybe when you feel more in love with your memories than with the person standing in front of you."All Rights Reserved

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She knew it's him; yet he ignored. She's fought hard for his attention; yet he kept looking left. She's been hopeless romantic; yet he didn't recognize. Until one day she stopped trying, and he finally realized that it's been hollow without her.

Memoirs of a discontented teen by elilah_b

The raw thoughts of a discontented teen. To say I obsess about the past is an understatement. It takes a long time for me to wrap my head around a relationship after it ends. I'm sitting on the cold hard floor in the bathroom. It's 3:06 in the morning, everybody is asleep and I'm here trying to get through the isolation and depression stage of a breakup. To speed up the process I have my headsets plugged in and I'm listening to melancholy music which is what I normally do when I can't feel or when I've reached the point where I have run out of tears to shed. Call it manufactured grief or the fast food for my sadness.

Falling for my best friend. by Amarazor_

They pooped together, They dressed together, celebrated birthdays together gone to school together and so much more. He was her pillow, She was his Blanket. People see them as Brother's and sisters but what about them? What do they see one another as? Heading to college, Lovetta realizes its now or never to confess her feelings... But what would happen? Would it affect there relationship they already share or would it bring them together. Going up and down battling, This 18 year old girl faces through hard times just for her one love she doesn't want to let go. Or would she? ************************************************************************* "Hey" "Hey" "Hey" "Hey" "Hey" "Say 'Hey' One more time and you won't be able to eat your favorite cupcakes." I frowned pushing him away and crossing my arms like a little child. I heard him sigh and soon enough his huge arms wrapped around my neck, nose buried in the crook. "You can say 'Hey' I love your voice anyways." My face heated fast and I bit my lip hoping he doesn't notice. God if he only knew how much his words affected me.

She had gotten used to being alone. . Being hidden from the world, but then he arrived, and nothing was the same anymore..... For he was the first, to let his gaze linger on her, longer than necessary. She tried to ignore him, as much as possible, but he seemed to be everywhere, she was, making it hard, for her. He claimed her as his partner in Crime, before she could even utter the word , ' no.'

✗ "I'm sorry," I choked, the tears spilling down my cheeks. He shook his head and pulled me closer again. "Don't be sorry, just work on getting better," He said, rubbing calming circles on my back while I cried into his chest. His arms tightened around me and he pressed his lips against the top of my head, making me cry even harder. "I had never meant to hurt anyone. I just wanted to be good enough," I whispered. The guilt weighing heavy on my shoulders. "Briar," He said quietly, "You're so much more than good enough." ✗ Meet Briar Martin. She's popular, rich, smart and pretty, add a perfect boyfriend to that list and her life couldn't be much better, right? Wrong. Briar's life is spiralling out of control, and it feels like no one can see her struggle. No one can help her. At least, that's what she thinks before Tyler Grey walks into her life, turning everything on it's head. Tyler is mysterious, charming, and drop dead gorgeous, but does he have what it takes to save Briar from her downward spiral? And what happens when he's the one who needs saving? Can these two broken people fix each other, and find peace with themselves? Or are some things broken beyond repair?

Chemo Therapy during 3rd Period by youngandinvisible

Junior year was going pretty well. I was having so much fun till the start of second semester. Now instead of this life I had planned for myself. I was sitting in a hospital room staring out a window, with who knows what kind of toxins being pumped into my body to save me. People walked out on me. People walked into my life. But this journal, this is the place where I lay everything on the line. This is the one place in my life where there is still privacy. ************COMPLETED********************

DO YOU REMEMBER ME? (Completed) by skylight_blue

.( only for 17+ ....mature language will be there...so read on your own risk...) This is My story so do not copy it... (\_/) ( °¢° ) .How could it be? When I look at you Faraway memories come back to life It's always like that When I look at you I see the lost memories from you Protect yourself from disappearing When things get hard, remember me I really wanted you So I hope you'll stop for a moment and look at me I can't stop, I'm afraid I can't control myself, what do I do? Look at me, remember me It happens even when I try When I'm in front of you Memories I want to forget come back to life Protect yourself from disappearing When things get hard, remember me I really wanted you So I hope you'll stop for a moment and look at me I can't stop, I'm afraid I can't control myself, what do I do? Look at me, remember me Protect yourself from disappearing When things get hard, remember me I really wanted you So I hope you'll stop for a moment and look at me I can't stop, I'm afraid I can't control myself, what do I do? Look at me, remember me

(Exactly what it sounds like. It's really not a love story. ) "Do you like me?" You're straight forward I forget that sometimes. I open the drink and look at it as if it were the most interesting thing in the world. I sigh, it's a habit now, and take a gulp. "So?" You ask again. I put the drink on a table next to your bed and sit properly. "I don't know." I say honestly. You didn't seem fazed but you did seem a bit confused. "What do you mean you don't know?" I shrug and decide that the floor is the next best thing to look at. "I like you." I laugh at this and see you don't. "Don't say that. You don't like me. You don't." I say as my smile fell and I looked to your eyes, mine were filled with sadness. But enjoy the book :)

COMPLETED✅ Two high school teenagers finding themselves, analyzing this ever changing world, and building love. This is the type of love you wish you found in high school but probably know way too well that it only exists as fiction. Today I'm turning my fiction to reality. ❣️•••❣️ Excerpt: Just as I was about to seek shelter under some building's roof, the tires of a car come to a halt, I wonder who might pity the lonely girl walking in the rain. The passenger window rolls down, and I spot the most unexpected person seated behind the wheel. "Get in" comes out his voice, and I must've stood there agape for a few moments because next comes his rhetorical question. "Are you getting in or continuing walking in the rain?" Eyebrows raised expectantly. He sounds annoyed, like he regrets his decision to ever stop and help me. ❣️•••❣️ #5 in cynical #2 in loveandfriendship #1 in opinionated #4 in ihatelife #10 in nerdgirl #10 in HighschoolRomance #26 in GoodGirlBadBoy *contains mature themes. *contains cursing.

"I can't tell you." "Why not? Why can't you tell me why I feel something toward you? This is supposed to be wrong, but it feels right. Why are you always on my mind? Every time I am kissing ky-" "Don't you dare finish that sentence..." She said in a low growl. Her jaw clenched as she grabbed my face close to hers. Her right hand is on my waist, and her left is on my cheeks, wiping the dry tears from earlier. "He is my boyfriend," I said to her. She stares at me intensely, her golden, hazed eyes flicking between my eyes and lip. "He is a cheating bastard. He doesn't deserve you," She said. I look at her, mesmerizing her face. "What have you done to me? Why do I feel safe in your arms? Why do I feel happy to see you?" She lean in closer, her lip brush my ear. "Will you love me when I tell you my secret?

HOPELESS ROMANTIC

She knew it's him; yet he ignored. She's fought hard for his attention; yet he kept looking left. She's been hopeless romantic; yet he didn't recognize. Until one day she stopped trying, and he finally realized that it's been hollow without her.

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