After (After, #1)

by Anna Todd

Why couldn’t I get a roommate who loved to read

Why is he so rude? If anything, he should be grateful that I’m not judging him for the way he has destroyed his body with holes and tattoos. Okay, maybe I am judging him a little, but not to his face.

Ok idk how im feeling bout this FMC

I should be in my pajamas curled up with a novel right now.

The only thing I can picture him reading is the back of a beer bottle.

“A man who is rude and intolerable being made into a romantic hero? It’s ridiculous. If Elizabeth had any sense, she would have told him to fuck off from the beginning.”

The lawn and house are crowded with drunk people everywhere. Why didn’t I just stay in and stare at my ceiling?

I know I don’t actually like him. I am just drunk and he is attractive.

I don’t even bother taking my shoes off before I lie in my bed.

This is a crime

Not everyone’s crazy because they just like things a certain way. There’s nothing wrong with being organized,”

“You really have to know everything that is going on in advance, don’t you?” “Yeah… I like to—” “Control everything?” I stay quiet. I know he’s right, but that’s just the way I am.

Me too girl

“We aren’t that different—we like the same things; we both love books for example,”

I don’t have what it takes to be something like friends with benefits, regardless of how he makes me feel. I have more respect for myself than that and I’m too emotional.

I literally have no one except this flame-haired, tattooed girl who I never expected would become my friend. But I’m really glad she did.

When we walk inside I feel like everyone is staring at me, even though they probably aren’t.

me always feeling this way

If you don’t like the way I’m dressed, then don’t look at me.”

“That is precisely the problem here, isn’t it? That I can’t stop looking at you.”

“What are you doing?” I ask him. “Coming with you.” “Um, I’m going to take a shower.” I dangle my toiletry bag in front of him and he snatches it from me. “What a coincidence—me, too!”

I know I’m considered attractive, but I am nothing like the girls he usually messes with. I have no tattoos, no piercings, and I dress conservatively.

pick me choose me love me

“I’ll just get my own car,” I tell him. “The last thing I need is for you to be mad at me and not pick me up.” “I would never do that.” His tone is serious. “Yeah, you would.

the fact she knows he’s childish and toxic like this but still chooses to be with him…..

“Not that I wouldn’t love to do many other things with you, but you’re intoxicated and I don’t want to take advantage of you.”

see why couldnt she have gotten with zed

I don’t dislike you, Tessa. You just made yourself an easy target—it’s all about the chase, right?” he says boastfully.

ugh i hate him

You like rejection—don’t you? That’s why you keep coming around me, isn’t it?” All I want to do is run, run out of this room and never, ever look back. I need to run, I need to flee. I try to stop it, but he has me in such a rage, I yell the thing I know will get to him, break his control: “No, I keep coming around because I love you!”

girl ur dumb idk

“And I love you, too,” I tell him and he frowns. “Don’t say too,” he says. “What? Why?” My doubt is on call, waiting for him to deny me, yet hoping that he won’t. “I don’t know… it just makes me feel like you are just agreeing with me.”

I ignore the glances of the people inside, who must be wondering why I’m here alone, but I always eat alone. I am not one of those people who need someone to go with them everywhere. I go shopping alone, eat out alone, and I have even been to the movies alone a few times

i wish

“Keep your mouth shut, Molly,” Zed says and I want to thank him, but there is something behind his voice that makes me wonder about his choice of words. This is beyond uncomfortable.

is this in reference to the dare in the movie??

I hate that when I am angry I cry; it makes me seem weak, but I can’t help it.

“Can I use your toothbrush?” “Uh, I guess…

that is foul. that is disgusting

Two hundred a week! That should be enough for me to get my own apartment, albeit a tiny one.

this girl living in the 90s or something?

“Did I say something?” I ask. “No, you just ask too many questions all the time.” “What?” Is he being sarcastic or serious? “You don’t need to know every detail about my life,” he snaps.

um rude

I don’t want to make excuses for him, but he has done much better than I expected.

girl all u do is make excuses for him

“Tessa, I…” “Shh…” I tell him again. I want this more than anything and I don’t want him to keep talking. “But, Tessa, I need to tell you something…” “Shh. Hardin, please stop talking,”

is he trying to tell her it was all a dare?????

“I didn’t love them. It is a completely different experience when you love the person. Honestly, Tessa. It’s incomparable. Please don’t doubt yourself or degrade what we just did.”

want to be married by the time I’m twenty-five and then have at least two children.

love how we all thought this way as a teenager then grow up and are like sike nvm

“Are you coming or what?” I say and grab my toiletry bag. “I would love to come, but I guess a shower will have to do for now.”

“What the hell was that?” he spits out. Is he joking? I look down at my wrist in his hand and take that as a no. His grip isn’t tight, but it holds me in place.

ok like girl. RED FLAG!!!! why does he keep grabbing you when he’s mad. RUN!

I basically get paid to read all day. It’s perfect.

same

I probably should have waited to sleep with him until he at least confirmed we were dating.

yes ma’am life lesson right there

“There is a big difference between being friendly and being friends.”

“I’m just saying, just because we fight doesn’t mean we shouldn’t be together. Everyone fights.” He smiles. “We just fight more than normal people. You and I are very different people, so we’ll just have to figure out how to navigate one another. It will get easier,” he assures me.

ugh this conversation feels a bit too familiar. again tessa, RUN!

“You never listen to me and you always fight me on everything. You are stubborn and borderline intolerable.”

sounds like me

The walls are brick and beautiful.

maybe i should be more grateful for my brick walls

you have to make it clear that he can’t behave this way; otherwise he will keep doing it. The problem with men is that they are creatures of habit, and if you let this be his habit, you’ll never be able to break it. He needs to know from the start that you won’t put up with this shit.

Words of widsom

“No, Tessa, you’re the problem. You’re always making something out of nothing!”

not the gaslighting