When Harry Met Carrie
- Reads 364
- Votes 26
- Parts 6
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
#15
cheatingboyfriends
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
Chemo Therapy during 3rd Period
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********************Complete
His Desired Possession
" Oh fuck!!" "Little one, I don't think it suits a baby to curse." " Hey!! Who are you calling little? I am a big girl. Can't you see?? " she hissed angrily, rubbing her knees. He chuckled and bent down to see her injury. " it's not that big. Stop crying like a baby." "Are you serious!! You..You are such a bad man I have ever met. Even my neighbour's son feels sad after hurting me. And you!! Huh!!" she said with an angry pout. He chuckled and stood up. He gave his hand to her to get up but she slapped his hand and stood up herself whining in pain. --------------------------------------------------- "Stop coming near me, or, or," she stuttered, trying to break free from his cage-like hold. "Or what, little one?" he whispered hoarsely in her ear. She didn't like it - that was what her mind was screaming. But she also knew it was a turn-on for her. "Just leave me, Mr. Knight," she tried to act bold, but all her words came out as a mere whisper. He smirked and moved closer, their bodies touching. She could feel his heavy bulge against her lower abdomen. She bit her lip. He moved in closer, and before she could speak, he claimed her lips, shocking her to the core. "Mine..." ----------------------------------------------------------- He is broken, she is his cure. He is alone, she has everyone. He is cold, she is on fire. She ain't any innocent, naive girl but a fiesty one. What will happen when they both meet after their first encounter??Complete
Ten Twenty-Six
"Why didn't you come back?" He asked, stopping to hold her shoulders. She furrowed her eyebrows together, looking away from him to look at the ground. "I needed to go home. I needed to heal." "Exactly," He smiled softly, "If they can't understand what happened did to you-" She looked back to him, hugging her arms around herself. "-Then they don't deserve you at all." - - sequel to seven twenty-eight ! please go back & read that, if you haven't -tw ! themes of suicide and drug abuse -prewritten (2020)Complete
Truth or Dare ||Lesbian Story|| ||First Book||『EDITING』
《UNDER A MAJOR EDITING》 Sophia Miami lives loving herself as a bisexual, but never found herself in relationship. She forgotten everything about her past ever since she woke up in the hospital and learning she had amnesia when she was in a young age. She has move on and look forward only to her future, but she found herself being curious about her old self when a best friend's sister had put herself in the story. Would Sophia curiosity bring an unexpected feelings towards the girl who now tries to tell her about her past or would it bring such tragedy which bring memories that was suppose to be forgotten? She tries to reason herself not to fall into the game, but each touch that the other girl gives to her, made her feel needed and wanted. She couldn't possible be falling in love to the girl who once touch her soul, wouldn't she? She sobs as her eyes continue to shred tears. "I need you to remember who I am. Who you are!" She said to me. "Please," She begged. "I love you." As I heard those three words, my mind continue to hit me with a painful headache. "It's gonna be okay, it's going to be okay. I love you." Truth or Dare? I choose Truth. ||Lesbian Story|| ||Second book|| (Already publish [Ongoing])Complete
Not a Love Story
(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 :)Complete
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.Complete
Memoirs of a discontented teen
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.Complete
Epiphany
So, I think I’m just about over being your girlfriend.. I’m leaving, I’m leaving No more wondering what you’ve been doing Where you been sleeping.. It’s over.. I’m leaving, I’m leaving..Complete
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********************
More detailsContent Guidelines