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“I held this girl in my arms
She wrapped her tiny fingers around mine.
It was then that I realized.
She was the fusion.
The glue.
The cement that bound all my pieces together.
The piece that seals my puzzle.
The piece that completes my life.
The element that makes me who I am.
Who I was.
Who I'll one day be.
You, baby girl.
You're my final piece.”
― Colleen Hoover, This Girl

“I just wanna make sure that you don't miss out on the things in life that are happening when you're not thinking. Because believe me, those are the best things in life.”
― Colleen Hoover, This Girl

“Do I inspire you?"
"Every single day.”
― Colleen Hoover, This Girl

“I stood beside the U-Haul, and I just watched her. I stared at her while she looked on with the saddest look in her eyes. I wanted to know what she was thinking about, what was going on in her head. What had mad her so sad? I wanted to hug her so bad. When she finally got out of the U-Haul and I introduced myself to her, it took all I had to let go of her hand. I wanted to hold on to it forever. I wanted to let her know that she wasn't alone. Whatever burden it was that she was carrying around, I wanted to carry it for her. I wish I could, Lake. I wish I could take it all away. Unfortunately, that's not how it works. It doesn't just go away.”
― Colleen Hoover, Slammed

“You’re so cute when you’re jealous,â€� I say. She looks at me, her resolve melting with my words. I take her face in my hands and gently press my lips to hers. She sighs a quiet, defeated sigh into my mouth and relents, parting her lips for me. I run my hands down her arms and to her waist, then pull her out of the chair and on top of me as I lean back onto the bed.
I place one hand on the small of her back, pressing her into me, and my other hand I run through her hair, grabbing the back of her head. I kiss her hard as I roll her onto her back, proving to her that she has absolutely nothing to be jealous of. As soon as I’m on top of her, she places her hands on my cheeks and forces my face apart from hers.
“So your lips touched someone else’s lips? After our first kiss?�
I fall back onto the bed beside her. “Lake, stop it. Stop thinking about it,� I say.
“I can’t, Will.� She turns to me and makes that damn pouty face she knows I can’t refuse. “I need to know. In my head all I can picture is you taking some girl out on this perfect date and making her grilled cheese sandwiches and playing “would you rather� with her and sharing seriously intense moments with her, then kissing the hell out of her at the end of the night.�
Her description of our first date causes me to laugh. I lean over and press my lips to her ear and whisper, “Is that what I did to you? I kissed the hell out of you?�
She pulls her neck away and shoots me a glare, letting me know she isn’t backing down until she gets her way. “Fine,� I say, pulling back. “If I tell you all about it will you promise to let me kiss the hell out of you again?�
“Promise,â€� she says.”
― Colleen Hoover, This Girl

“Will Cooper prefers the whole Lake.”
― Colleen Hoover, This Girl

“Sometimes, life gets in your way. It gets all up in your damn way.”
― Colleen Hoover, Slammed

“She's got mascara smeared underneath her eyes, some of which is still on my pillowcase. Her hair is in disarray. Her ponytail holder in on the sheet beside her. She looks like hell. A beautiful hell”
― Colleen Hoover, This Girl

“He laughs. I like his laugh. I hate that I like his laugh.”
― Colleen Hoover, Slammed

“We're born into the world as just one small piece to the puzzle that makesup an entire life.”
― Colleen Hoover, This Girl

“I stand up and walk forward, grabbing the arm of the desk chair. I sit back down on the bed and pull her to me until she’s flush against my legs. I place my hands on her cheeks and force her to look at me. “Layken Cooper, I love you. I’ve loved you since the second I laid eyes on you and I haven’t stopped loving you for a second since.”
― Colleen Hoover

“Wäre ich ein Zimmermann, würde ich dir ein Fenster zu meiner Seele zimmern.
Wenn du hineinschauen würdest, sähest du dich selbst in der Scheibe gespiegelt.
Und dann wüsstest du, dass meine Seele ein
Spiegelbild von deiner ist.”
― Colleen Hoover, Point of Retreat