A Letter For Your Crush Novels & Stories

The letter said: Dear Liam, Happy birthday to you!!!! You have always been there for me ever since we were young and even if Melissa and the others bully me. You are the best friend I ever had, and I am grateful for that. I am so thankful that I could be friends with you since we were young. The reason I am writing this letter to you is because I wanted to tell you that I love you more than a friend. I hope that you feel the same as what I feel for you. I wanted to tell you this, hoping that we can be together. I love the way you smile at me, especially the dimples. Finally, Happy Birthday to my Liam. Love,

“Okay.” The person she was chatting with then sent many texts and emojis and appeared very excited. Aria couldn’t see what she had just said. She called back to the chat and read their entire conversation. The guy said, “Aria, I like you. I have had a crush on you since you first walked into the classroom. If you say yes, I will fly to England to meet you.” “What if I don’t say yes?” “Then I’ll think of something else. I have already bought my ticket and I can’t return it.”

You're once the ultimate crush. Yikes. I hate that. . c.m. louden

My friends and colleagues ask me a lot why I'm not in a relationship, not like they don't know why, that's their little way of saying ‘’you fucked up, deal with it'. About a year ago and even before then, I wrote a letter to my crush, a coworker and the sorry excuse of a man, posted it on the office platform like it was some work timetable. I had a rough month, a very embarrassing month. Everyone made fun of me, including my ex-crush, Sam. Now that I think of it, his face wasn’t even worth the trouble. Well, my life hasn't been the same since then. I must admit, there's at least one person in the world I hate more than I hate Nick. Shout out to him, what an honour!

On the day we took our college graduation photos, a chubby girl holding a bouquet of roses stepped in front of me. Her voice was trembling with nervousness, "Alex Quinn, I like you!" I stopped in my tracks and gave her a smile. "Thank you for liking me, but I'm not interested in dating." I glanced at my reflection in the glass door. Tall and slender, with a fair complexion and smooth features, I was dressed in a gray tracksuit and sneakers.

“It's such a pity she doesn't like me back.” “She?” He looked up sharply, dropping his hand back. “Oh. I guess… Just give her some time.” He reached for the file next to his work laptop and opened it. “You don't expect your crush to like you back. It's a miracle when they do, but most times, that miracle doesn't happen. So don't get your hopes up.” Hearing him speak, I got this insane idea. I sat on the chair opposite him and leaned on the table, putting the innocent look I'd practised countless times in place.

Only those six mysterious words were written on it, getting me confused. ''Maybe the letter is from a crush, who has been hiding away from you.'' My Wolf suggested, but I find it hard to believe. I was never the social type, neither did I interact with people much. Since my parent's death, I have only interacted with Rachel and Sandra and few of my classmates when it comes to school projects, so there was definitely no tendency of me having a crush. ''So, what will you do about the letter?'' She asked, ''Nothing.'' I responded and threw it into the waste bin in my room. So many things were going on in my life, and I wouldn't let a mysterious letter add to my worries.

"I'm still not sure what you're talking about, but I'm down with whatever. Personally, I think we should cut the brakes on one of those fast cars of his and send his ass off a cliff." "Sydney, no. We won't be doing that. Here, look at this." I tossed her my journal, where I'd been scribbling for the last few hours while I was thinking up a plan. "What's this?" "It's going to be my new single. There's a coded message in there. The one who it's for will hear it and understand." "What message? I don't see anything?" "It's a message of forgiveness. Maybe once he hears it, he'd be able to move on, and so would she. Because, quite frankly, I'm over the bullshit already."

Letter by letter. "I SEE YOU"

I growled in frustration because I could still hear his loud music so I just covered my ears with my pillow. Then suddenly, I felt something hit my feet. I slowly got up and saw that it was the crumpled paper that I threw on him. He threw it back at me! I picked the paper from my bed and opened it only to find words written on it. "Wifi password for a kiss?" What the fuck?! I felt my cheeks burning really hot and I just stared at the paper like I was a fool. I kept reading it again and again making sure that I wasn't dreaming.