More Than This (More Than #1)

And if you were still here today, I would tell you, that in your future, do not settle for anything less than the Jake Andrews of the world. Because they exist, and not just in fairytales.

And I look at him.
Really, truly, look at him.
And I fall in love all over again.

Because if I kiss you, then I'll want to taste you, and if I taste you then I'll need to fuck you. And if I fuck you, that means your mine. And when I make you mine, I want it to be in OUR bed. Not in a hotel room...Is that okay?

because the thing is, you don’t fall in love with your best friends girl

Cam starts laughing, "Oh, I love it when she reads." He turns to Lucy who's face is starting to contort and turn to a bright shade of red, "She reads these smutty books, like full on dirty shit, full of sex and like... bdsm shit."
"I'm not joking boys, they're like full on pornographic. Talking about silky shafts and veiny dicks and shit," Logan is now on the ground holding his side from the pain of laughing too hard.
"Sometimes she'll be reading, then all of sudden she'll put her book down and look at me like she wants to eat me, literally eat me!" he yells, laughing harder, still swatting away her hands that are trying to shut him up, "I mean I don't mind it, not at all. It's hot as fuck. And she wants to try everything she reads in these books. Like... everything. She learns everything from these books... so I don't give a shit when, of how much she reads, I get rewards.

Death changes everyone.
It changes the way you think, the way you feel, and the way you live your life. Sometimes it makes you thankful for what you have, but more often than not, it makes you regret the things you've lost.

Every Princess has one Prince to share the loves and joys of life, and do you know how that Princess knows which Prince is hers?”
“How Mommy?”
“From the kiss.”
“But how?”
“The very first kiss with your Prince will change your life. When your lips touch for the first time, the earth will feel like it stops moving, but in the same moment, the world around you spins. It’ll feel like fireworks in the night sky. Like a bright light in the darkness. You’ll feel your heart beat fast in your ears but silence will surround you. And when you pull apart and open your eyes and look at each other, and really see each other. You’ll know it in that moment, through that kiss, that you’ve just let someone own a piece of your heart, and you’ll live happily ever after.

God, I can't even begin to tell you... I just wish that you could have felt it too. So that when you found your Jake Andrews, you would know. You would know what it felt like to stand in front of your forever.

God Jake, I so much more than a lot like you."

"Mikayla, I passed that stage a long, long time ago.

He's not the heart and flowers kind of guy, but he's the heart and soul kind, and fuck if every girl would rather that than flowers.

Hey, Jake?”
“Yeah, Kayla?” He’s almost asleep.
“I more than a lot like you.”
It’s quiet for so long I don’t know if he heard me.
Then, “I more than a lot like you too, so much more than a lot.

HO. LEE. SHIT. I feel sorry for all the girls in the world that never get to experience a Jake Andrews at least once in their lifetime.

I am a fucking awesome girlfriend, some asshole is going to be so lucky one day.”
I swear to god, I hope that asshole will be me.

I’m going to be the luckiest asshole in the world when she finally lets me love her.

I’m your Jake,” he smiles. “And you’re my Kayla.

I'm thinking that maybe I'm really far from more than a lot liking you, Mikayla Jones.

In my mind, this is what I look like: A giant St. Bernard, huffing and panting with sloppy drool falling out of my mouth, whimpering, like I need to lick and taste a giant bone inches from my face. He can be my giant bone. Oh. My. God. Bone.

I really am sorry, Micky, for what it's worth. You were the greatest thing that ever happened to me. You were my life. I mean, I know I didn't show that to you, and I'll forever hate myself for that. But you need to know, I loved you so fucking much. I still love you. Whenever I look at my future, it was always you... When I thought about my life... You were the one walking down the aisle towards me, raising our kids. I always smiled to myself when I thought about it, that it was you that was going to be there for me every night, when I got home from work, you in your study, writing your books. A few kids, a decent house. It was perfect in my mind. You were perfect. You are perfect and I threw it all away, because I'm such a fucking asshole, and I can't take it back. I can't fucking take it back, and I can't have you back, and all of this... this life I have, none of this shit is worth it, not without you.

I should lick him. Just his chest. NO! I’m not that wasted. Is he? Maybe he won’t remember if I just have one lick.

I so much more than a lot love you, you know that right?”
I nod. Because I do. I do know. And I so much more than a lot love him too.

I tried to book two rooms at the same hotel, or at least a room with two beds, or even a room with a twin or queen bed, but the only ones available are singles, and even they were hard to find. Apparently some new Nicholas Sparks movie is being filmed here, and that ‘Zac Teflon’ boy from those high school movies is in town.

It's Just you. It's only been just you. It will always only ever be just you.

It's just you. It's only ever been just you. It will always only ever be just you.

No one suspects the people they love of douchebaggery," Heidi looks at me sympathetically.

"Or slutbaggery," Lucy adds.

Nothing says awkward like coming in your pants while dry humping.

Quit eye fucking him!” I spit out, finger in her face. “I’m right fucking here. Do you know how disrespectful that is?” I fume, pointing up and down my body.
“Yeah, you fucking slut!” Lucy yells from next to me…
“ I’m so fucking sick of girls like you thinking it’s okay to want what’s not yours to have.”
“Fucking whore!” Lucy yells, she’s drunk. I love drunk Lucy.

So that when you found your Jake Andrews, you would know. You would know what it felt like to stand in front of your forever.

To whoever wrote Fifty Shades of Grey," Cam eyes the sky like he's thanking the Lord. We all laugh and drink.

We're testing each other. Seeing how far we can take this before something snaps. Most likely my dick.

When your heart breaks and you lose absolutely everything you have left in life. The only thing you can do is cry.