bailey bug

“People have their time stamps on how long you should know someone before earning the right to say it, but I wouldn't like to you no matter how little time we have. People waste time and wait for the right moment and we don't have that luxury. If we had our entire lives ahead of us I bet you'd get tired of me telling you how much I love you because I'm positive that's thepath we were heading on. But because we're about to die, I want to say it as many times as I want--I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you.”
― Adam Silvera, They Both Die at the End

“I’ve something to show you in here,” he murmurs and opens the door.
The harsh light of the fluorescents illuminates the impressive motor
launch in the dock, bobbing gently on the dark water. There’s a row boat
beside it.
“Come.” Christian takes my hand and leads me up the wooden stairs.
Opening the door at the top, he steps aside to let me in.
My mouth drops to the floor. The attic is unrecognizable. The room is
filled with flowers... there are flowers everywhere. Someone has created a
magical bower of beautiful wild meadow flowers mixed with glowing fairy
lights and miniature lanterns that glow soft and pale round the room.
My face whips round to meet his, and he’s gazing at me, his expression
unreadable. He shrugs.
“You wanted hearts and flowers,” he murmurs.
I blink at him, not quite believing what I’m seeing.
“You have my heart.” And he waves toward the room.
“And here are the flowers,” I whisper, completing his sentence.
“Christian, it’s lovely.” I can’t think of what else to say. My heart is in my
mouth as tears prick my eyes.”
― E.L. James

“Hey,” he breathes, clasping my head in his hands, gazing down at me… “Why are you crying?” His voice is filled with concern. “Because I love you so much,” I whisper. He half-closes his eyes as if drugged, absorbing my words. When he opens them again, they blaze with his love. “And I you, Ana. You make me… whole.” He kisses me gently as Roberta Flack finishes her song.”
― E. L. James

“Two dudes met. They fell in love. They lived. That's our story.”
― Adam Silvera, They Both Die at the End