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First published July 18, 2018
𝓼𝓹𝓸𝓲𝓵𝓮𝓻 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓿𝓲𝓮𝔀
╰┈➤ there’s just something so beautiful about books that can pull every single emotion out of you. the butterflies i get, finding myself smiling from ear to ear, noticing i’m silently crying when a tear drops and hits the page, even the rage i feel that lets me know how deeply connected i am with a story and/or character. nothing will ever make me feel more alive than reading.
“I think I need you for keeps,” he slurred.
“I think I need you for keeps, too,” I confessed.
He smiled down at me. “Hi, Shannon.”
“Hi, Johnny,” I whispered, staring back at him, feeling like my heart was two seconds away from bursting out of my chest.
“She was nice to think about. She was fucking beautiful. Her voice. Her hair. Her smell. The way she spoke. Every single part of her.”
“Look at me,” he repeated, tone calm and coaxing. I couldn’t. I felt him shift beside me and then his fingers were on my chin, tipping my face up to his. “You’re safe,” he whispered, cupping my cheek in his hand, eyes boring holes straight through my soul. “I promise.”
“Well, thanks for caring,” I breathed.
“Thanks for being worth it,” Johnny replied, hand still on my cheek.
“For once in my life, I wanted a safe place to run to instead of from. I felt like I was slowly dying in that house. In my home. Where I was supposed to lay my head. Where I was supposed to feel safe.”
“Problem was, every time she ran, I found myself chasing right after her, desperate to just be with her.”
“Someone touched you,” Johnny whispered in my ear, placing his fingers on the marks. “I want to know who.”
“Now,” I sneered, glaring down at their faces. “Who wants to call my girlfriend a whore to my face?”
“Give me a name,” Johnny growled, dropping his hands to his hips. “And I’ll take care of it.”
“What— no! I’m grand,” I quickly replied. “I have allergies.”
“Me too. To assholes and bullshit,” Johnny snarled.
“Now, tell me who made you cry and I’ll fix it.”
“Shannon.” Johnny’s hand snaked out and wrapped around my wrist. “I don’t want you to go,” he said gruffly, tugging me back down beside him. “I want you here.” He rested a hand on the bed right behind my back and leaned close. “I want you to stay with me.”
“I’m keeping her, Da.”
“Okay, son,” he coaxed. “You keep the girl.” “She makes my heart go, like, whoa.”
“Is that right?” he mused.
“So bad, Da.” I sighed. “Boom, boom, fucking boom.” I shook my head. “All the time.”
“If this is love, then it’s you,” he replied, dragging me down to lie beside him.
“You are love.” He sighed contently. “Stay with me.” Always.
“I’ll stay with you,” I whispered, feeling more in this moment than I could handle.
"Boom, boom, fucking boom," I groaned, slapping a hand against my chest. "I'm done for."
1. my emotions are all over the place right now after that cliffhanger. What the hell???
2. I have other things to do like start the sequel to this book which is over 900 pages ...
‘Because you’re beautiful. Inside and out. Everywhere’
•┈••✦ 𝒑𝒍𝒐𝒕 ✦••┈•:
•┈••✦ 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 ✦••┈•:
•┈••✦ 𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 ✦••┈•:
•┈••✦ 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒒𝒖𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒔 ✦••┈•:
Take a gang of young adults with loads of teenage angst
Add Rugby
Mix with uber-alpha Irish boys
Stir in sassy girls
Up the ante by tacking relevant social issues relating to bullying and physical abuse; and you get Binding 13.
An explosive story, about 17 yo Johnny Kavanagh and 16 yo Shannon Lynch, that I simply could not put down.
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”Hi Johnny.”
“Hi Shannon.”
Hey Siri play “You are in love” (Taylor’s version)
“"Because you're beautiful," […]
A boy had never called me beautiful before.
Not like this.
Not with such forwardness.
Not with such sincerity.
Johnny said it, though, and my heart was flapping around in my chest like a demented, caged bird, fighting to escape.
[…]
“Inside and out”
[…]
"Everywhere.””
“If feelings were objects, then I was teetering on the edge of a great precipice, and if girls were weapons, then Shannon Lynch was the greatest weapon of mass destruction my heart had ever been exposed to.”
“But I already felt like I was drowning with her.
That's how consumed I was in this girl.
That's how much I loved her.”
“"She makes my heart go, like, whoa."
"So bad, Da," I sighed. "Boom, boom, fucking boom." I shook my head. "All the time."
[…]
And then I heard those two words.
"Hi, Johnny."
"Boom, boom, fucking boom. Da," I groaned, slapping a hand against my chest "I'm done for."”
“And those fucking midnight blue eyes - which I didn't think was a good enough word to describe the color.
They should have been called soul blue because they were deep as fuck and sucked a person right in…”
“Instead, I nestled my cheek against his side and closed my eyes, allowing myself to drift off to sleep without an ounce of fear in my heart because it couldn't exist inside of me, not when this boy had his arm around me.”
“For once in my life, I wanted a safe place to run to instead of from.
I felt like I was slowly dying in that house.
In my home.
Where I was supposed to lay my head.
Where I was supposed to feel safe.”
“I wanted to fight all her battles. I wanted to give her all her smiles and make her laugh and snatch her away from the rest of the world and keep her all to myself. I just wanted her. For keeps.”
"Hi Johnny"
"Hi Shannon"
“I think I need you for keeps,” he slurred.
“I think I need you for keeps, too,” I confessed.
“Boom, boom, fucking boom,"
"I’m done for.”
“Keep pushing me, kid, and it won’t matter who you’re related to; you’ll be off this team. But go anywhere near that girl, and God himself won’t be able to save you.”
"I was an obsessive bastard by nature, with a one-track mind that was currently—and solely—programmed on her. I had to know more. I needed more."
"It mattered that she was able to do this to me. It mattered that, hours later, I was still thinking about her, wondering about her, and inevitably worrying about her. It mattered that she mattered when no one ever mattered to me before."
"And why wouldn’t my heart stop trying to beat its way out of my chest? Was this going to happen every time I bumped into him? If so, I needed to get a prescription."
"There was nothing forgettable about the girl, and I found myself gravitating toward her, wanting to find her looking at me, and then growing frustrated when she didn’t. Knowing that I would listen to whatever she had to say, whenever she wanted to say it, regardless of time or inconvenience, was a frightening concept."
"“Because I thought you were sweet,” Johnny shot back, and I didn’t have to look to know he was pouting. He’d been pouting for almost an hour. I snickered to myself. “Now I know better,” Johnny huffed. “You’re a little demon.”
“Tell me who put their hands on you,” he coaxed as he stood behind me, my face in his hand and his fingers on my throat. “And I’ll make it better.”
"She was so fucking beautiful it was painful, with those big blue eyes staring back at me all innocent and full of uncertainty. I didn’t need the temptation that came with being this close to her. Problem was, every time she ran, I found myself chasing right after her, desperate to just be with her."
“Binding thirteen,” Gibsie snickered as he tore off way too fucking fast for comfort. “Little Shannon blew that shit clean out of the water.”
"I wanted to fight all her battles. I wanted to give her all her smiles and make her laugh and snatch her away from the rest of the world and keep her all to myself. I just wanted her. For keeps."
“What happened to being friends, Johnny?” Mam asked.
“I lied,” I snickered. “I’ve been lying all along.”
“Oh, Johnny,” Mam sighed. “You never had to lie, baby. I like that girl.”
“She’s mine,” I grumbled. “You can’t have her.”