A Letter For Your Crush Novels & Stories

It's not a confession letter, just a not-so love letter. Every time I think of you, I find myself smiling. Talking about smiling, I wonder how you look when you smile. Are you afraid you might look unappealing, probably. But still the aim of this letter is inform you that I hope we can share more moments together- wishing it would be for life, that would be better though. I'm grateful for the chance you are giving me. ♠ Axel. Well, I didn't put my name because I was afraid someone might snatch the letter from him and read the words out aloud and then they would know it's me, and if they know that means I'm screwed up.

I didn’t know then that he would be my ruin. I crushed n him like a fool. Fantasized about him in ways that and my pillow my only witness. He had a jaw that could cut glass and my courage. It was fatal how he could suck the oxygen out of lungs leaving me gasping and yelping at his sight. A stupid crush, they’d call it. Anna warned me. Don’t fall for a man like him, Krystina. I didn’t listen that time. I was already writing him a letter. Not love, but a confession I wasn’t ready to say out loud. And Anna, the reckless little demon, forced me to slip it into his locker.

His shoulders twitched as he moved, muscles clenching by each movement. Come on Phoebe, you can do it. “uh..Conrad?” my eyes flustered shut impulsively. “I'm Phoebe…uhm fifi, I've had a crush on you for years, I wrote this for you…” My hands trembled as I held out my letter, my eyes still closed. My heart tightened as he took the letter, a small smile forming at the side of my lips. This was it. He would read my letter and understand how deeply in love I was.

I grabbed my things from my locker and slammed it shut in my frustration. The second letter that I have from him is now crumpled in my fist. Does he think this is some romance crap where he would write me a love letter like some regular schoolboy confessing to a girl? Ha! If that's what he wants, I would gladly turn him down like a regular school girl. I will dump him hard! He better get ready and stays the heck away from me and my life so I can finally pee!

Your smile alone sends my pulse skyrocketing. I hope you'll be my cheerleader at tryouts today. I yearn to gaze upon your lovely face as I run drills on the field. You are my inspiration, my muse! Please say you'll be there to spur me on to greatness! Yours forever, Trent P.S. I took the liberty of sending along a little gift to demonstrate my affection. I do hope you'll accept it and my boundless ardor! I lowered the letter with a snort. Oh please! Who did he think he was fooling with this cheesy, faux-romantic drivel? I turned my attention to the rest of the package to see what so-called "gift" he sent. I reached in and pulled out...

Shawn blew out a weighted breath, “I did.” I expected more from him. Anything more. Shawn was never one to be at a loss for words, but right now, the only thing he said was I did. It’s been five years since I sent that letter. Five years I wondered if he’d gotten it. And I told myself it wouldn’t matter if he did. But I hoped he didn’t, because I poured my heart into every word that went onto that page. Tears blurred the writing as I laid out a nine year long crush onto a single sheet of loose leaf paper.

He said, "you didn't say anything that you should be nervous about cutie." He pulled the letter from his pocket and read it out loud, *** { Brooks, I know we haven't known each other very long but I think I may be developing feelings for you and I know that I shouldn't because of our ages but I can't help it. The way I feel when I am around is something I honestly can't describe. I have never felt like this before and I am a little scared of what is happening to me. You are the first guy I have ever had any feelings for. You were my first kiss and I've shared things with you I wouldn't share with anyone else. I trust you when you say you won't tell anyone what we do. I love spending time wit

“And you are a bit annoying too. So...” “Hey.” I punch her shoulder lightly and she giggles. “I’m not annoying,” I whisper, “and he did deserve detention for punching me. It’s not okay to hit a lady, not okay to hit anybody.” She agrees with a nod, I lean over my seat to pick the papers strewn on the backseat. She is quiet as I slip the letter into my bag, I have to drop it in the library later. When I am settled on my seat, I turn to her. “Why do you think I have a crush on Ben?” I fake a shudder, force my lips into a tiny frown. “No way. He’s not my type.” Ben is very much my type but I am way out of his league. Asides that, I think he’s dating Olivia. “I’m not his type.”

I was even more surprised to see the form untitled and that it was from Vincent. @Vincentsalazar12@g***l.com sent you a g****e form. Surprisingly, I opened it and that's how my eyes rolled when I read the content. Hi Sadie! When you open it, it means you have a crush on me. Anyway, there are many choices so you have the freedom to choose hehe. 1. So what do I do? ⚪ I will crushback you ⚪ I will court you ⚪ We're official

(Clarice’s POV) Anna sank back into the couch, stretching her legs out like she owned the whole place. “Okay, so I wasn’t going to mention this until I was totally sure, like a hundred percent sure, but…I think I have a crush on someone.” I raised an eyebrow. “A crush? That sounds very vague, even for you, Anna… Is it a romantic crush or a let-me-just-have-my-peace kind of crush?” Anna gave me an exaggerated eye roll. “Romantic, obviously. I have standards, thank you very much.”