A Short Story : A Story?

"Are you okay?" He questioned,his voice was filled with compassion towards me and I smiled from where I lay.

He watched Nick for a moment listening to his slow breaths as he slept. He finally reached and gave the alpha a small nudge. It wasn’t much but it

“Time to get up,” he says. I sit up on the bed. I look around the room. Lucas looks at Georgia sleeping. He wants to let her sleep, but he has to wake her.

“Alright, alright. I’ll be out soon.” He rolled over to lie on his back next to Michonne who was now giggling at his frustration as she tried to catch her breath.

"Yeah I should too." Zayn agreed. He flicked his cigarette onto the ground and smushed it under his shoe after he stood with Liam. Harry and Louis said their goodbyes and watched them walk toward the fence. Once they were gone it was alot more quiet between them. Louis looked up at Harry, leaning back on his hands, "that worries me about

You sighed and hugged your knees closer to your chest. Then you gently placed your tired head on top of your knees.

his eyes widened and he shifted uncomfortably as started to rub him through the fabric, feeling him harden under my touch. I can already tell he’s big. even though he shifted uncomfortably, he didn’t move away from my touch. I decided to take things

“Where is my boy?” asked Perceval again. “I saw him. He was fat and bald with eyes like his mum. I held him in my arms. It was real!”

Harry had been holding Louis together with cellar tape and craft glue. It had worked up until this point but eventually he was going to come splitting apart at the seams his heart felt heavy in his chest, growing more so by the moment. It would rise and

“You alright?” asked Louis, his hand giving mine a gentle squeeze. I nodded and took my hand away from his, playing with the straw on my Starbuck’s drink as a distraction. I heard him sigh and I immediately felt bad, I was ruining his day because of my mood. It wasn’t his fault his bosses had forced us together, ruining the chances of Louis and Harry to have any future relationships.

' 'LOUIS! ' ' She screamed so loudly it hurt my ears. ' 'I missed you so much! ' ' She kissed him passionately as I just stood there awkwardly. I was about to leave when I heard someone else other than Louis speak.

Linda felt a tug at her heart and made a hurt smile. She told herself that’s just how Louie was, he was just a little eccentric and that that was no reason to stop loving him. Even if the feeling wasn’t mutual, she could keep this up.

It began gradually. He'd arrive home twenty minutes later than usual, shrugging it off with a brief comment about traffic being slow. It was easy for Rachel to overlook at first. After all, it didn't mean anything, right? However, that twenty minutes soon turned into thirty, and then forty. Whenever she would question him, he'd always have an excuse ready, or would calmly brush it off. At first, she tried not to feel concerned.

On a cold December night, Carter Jones was driving at blazing speed to work, because if he didn’t make it on time his boss, Mr. Cookie would fire him. When Carter pulled into his reserved parking spot he let out a humongous yell, because he had forgotten to lock his house door. “Should I go and lock my house and risk losing my job, or should I pray and hope that no one tries to break in,” he said to himself. Carter decided to pray and hope that no one broke into his house. He got to the stairs with about 2 minutes to spare. Carter ran all the way up three levels and made it into his office chair just as Mr. Cookie walked past. “Whew,” Carter said as he brushed aside the sweat that was rolling down his chin.

“When I awoke on Marc’s couch, I was sick. I mean really sick… and Marc was no longer there in the apartment with me. But, Patrick, Marc’s best friend was. He had been tending to me while I slept, said I had a fever and that I’d been talking in my sleep. I, of course, had asked him where Marc was which caused him to go silent, and that’s when I really began to worry.