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“They won’t let you walk home in this weather,” he said. “They can’t stop me.” “I won’t let you walk home in this,” he clarified.
AWWE
“Here to see that picture of me again?”
;)
“You on drugs?” “Sometimes,” I replied.
He typed, letters flashing on his screen. I take you home, or I take you in my lap right here. Decide.
🥵
“I think that’s why I’ve always liked this time of day best. People hide in the dark. They quench their thirsts in the dark. They build their secrets in the dark. We’re more ourselves here than anywhere else. I get to be me”—he swallowed, staring at me—“when nightfall is coming.”
“Come here,” he said again. I absently shook my head. “Why?” “Because I’m your man.”
Oh lord 🪭
“I would never stop touching you,” he said, his voice almost tired. “And I would touch only you.” He turned and looked at me, and he was so beautiful I wanted to believe him.
“You come to me,” he said, “or I’ll come to you.”
Sounds good babe x
There was nothing about Will Grayson that wasn’t perfect. God . . .
True
“I’ve liked you forever,”
Omfg
“What kind of work do you specialize in?” Aydin asked her. “Homes? Skyscrapers?” “Restoration,” she murmured. “Churches, hotels, city buildings . . .” And then she looked at me. “Gazebos.”
“Evil doesn’t exist. That’s just an excuse for people who want quick answers for complicated questions that they’re too lazy to deal with. There’s always a reason things are as they are.”
“You didn’t dress up?” I asked. His green eyes held mine. “I didn’t want to make it hard for you to find me.”
*kicking my feet*
“But you’re going to be fucking mine someday,” he growled. “Come hell or high water, Emory Scott. You’re my woman, and you’re going to come home to me every day and sit at my table and warm my fucking bed.” He kissed me. “And you’re going to give me a Will Grayson IV. Mark my words.”
He wanted to give me a piece of him I’d never escape, but he had a part of me I’d never get back.
You’ve been blowing my mind for forever.
TOP TIER BLOKE, THIS ONE
I’d loved Emory since the moment I laid eyes on her when I was fourteen.
What I didn’t know then was that the damage we would do to each other was only just beginning.
An obnoxious junkie. At least Sid could play a guitar.
HA!
“Take me back to Thunder Bay.” Back to Neverland.
“It’s yours now.” He met my eyes. “It’s been yours for nearly ten years.”
Stop! I’m literally so in love with Will
“It gives you a chance to miss her.” “I’ve missed her long enough,”
“Live for your love,” the judge said, “love your life, and raise hell.”
We want what we want.
I want WILL GRAYSON III
