A Message To My Crush About My Feelings นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Now I can't face him. He sent a laughing Emoji. Mr Stranger: You're a daring girl. I must say. Inaya: Yes, I'm. Any doubt? Now I blew my hair in attitude. Mr Stranger: No doubt at all. I smiled broadly after reading his reply. Inaya: And you know what, that professor is my first crush ever. He's so hot. So, how could I miss the chance to kiss him? I laughed after sending him this message. He sent the laughing emoji.

Being around him felt comfortable. Safe. Simple. And maybe that was the problem. Because whenever I compared that feeling to the way Christien made my heart race, it wasn't even close. “I’ve got you, Ava,” Stella laughed through the phone. “I’ll study for days with you. Don’t worry.” I sighed as I reached the lower floor. Then she said, “Ava… don’t tell me you still haven’t found a guy yet?” I paused slightly. Maybe I had. Or maybe I hadn’t.

he said "Yes, I remember" I smiled. I was glancing down at our hands "That day you became my crush" I looked up. It was not like I don't know it but the point is his body language is suggesting that he is going to unleash a bomb on me. "My crush used to change in 3 months or a month or even in a week thus I believed this is a case for you too. But I was mistaken" He paused "Months passed yet the feeling for you in my heart doesn't lessened. It continues on expanding day by day. I started liking you"

"I wish..." "Don't wish." I cut him off. "I also have a confession to make." He looks at me in surprise. "Okay." "I... I have a crush on you." I mutter shyly and bend my head so that my hair falls over my face. "Mine isn't a four year thing though, I'm afraid but I like you very much Collins." He's shocked for several seconds before his lips curl up in a smile - a wide 'I'm over the moon' kind of smile.

"But I'm not sure it's a good idea." My mouth dropped open. I wanted to remind him that he'd said it was amazing, that he'd...that he'd said I was his good girl. I didn't, of course. I'd done a pretty good job of hiding my crush; if I suddenly started echoing his words back, he'd realize how much they meant to me. And they only meant so much to me because of whatever it was I felt for him. Feelings are so stupid. I'm counting down the days until we're all uploaded to silicon and can just be done with them forever.

This has nothing to do with the moon. Maya… No. You don’t get to dismiss what I feel. I’m not some stupid kid with a crush. I know exactly what I want. And what’s that? You. All of you. Forever.* I hit send before I can second-guess it. Let him think I’m crazy. Let him think it’s too much, too fast. It’s the truth. The three dots appear, disappear, appear again. *Fuck. Is that all you have to say?

He had kept two, so he could reread the what he had wrote, and attempted to feel how Jeremy would feel, while reading the letter. Dear Jeremy, I've always had a crush on you, since you saw me crying over my spilled milk on my first day at kindergarten, and then offered me yours. I could never forget how you always stood up for me whenever you see me getting bullied. You're like my savior. Always tried to see if I was getting bullied. And this made my feelings even deeper for you. I've always admired you from afar. But now, I've chosen to make my feelings known, because I feel you deserve to know... I love you Jeremy.

he insisted. "My heart is already taken, Boston. And even if there is no other choice, if you're not the one, you will never be chosen," I seriously told him with a sincere smile on my face. "Shit! That hurts! Why am I feeling this way? It is just a crush though!" I moved my phone farther from my ears because he kept on shouting. Until something on the other line fell and that's when he hung up.

Did I mention how glad I am that I listened and gave us a chance? “I am glad I listened too. I really like you a lot. I had a crush on you before and now, I think that crush is back big time.” I told him my truth. I wasn’t scared to admit that I liked him. After all, what’s he going to do? Tell me we can’t be together? That’s not going to happen. He liked me too. He liked me for a year before he reached out to me. It felt like a reward for all the time I crushed on him and couldn’t say anything.

“Brittney, I was wondering if you’d join me for a drink. There’s a place nearby.” The words felt surreal, as though I’d stepped into Someone else’s life. I couldn’t believe my boss, my high school crush, was asking me out. For a while, I just stood there, staring at him, my pulse racing in confusion. But as tempting as the idea was, I couldn’t accept. “I appreciate the offer,” I muttered, trying to steady my voice. “But I really can’t.” His brows furrowed slightly, but his face remained composed. “Can’t, or won’t?”