Novel & Cerita Another Word For A Crush

“You have a crush ?“ I hear him speak, shooting my eyes at him, while he stands looking directly at me. My face crumbles back in, when my eyes drift upon his glaring veins. To think I was there a few minutes back, gets my mind slamming shame over my eyes. “She's the one crushing” I mumble, bending my face into my lap, like a lost kitten, who has just been dragged through the mud. “And you ?“ “She's not my type” I reply, rolling my eyes in, until he hits back, and I shoot another glare at him, lifting my eyes up.

I teased him "It's not like that!" "So that's why you have always been going to the annual ceremony?! Finally I know your secret" I smiled heartily. "Mommy, What does it mean to have a crush?" Quincy suddenly asked. "It means to have someone that you like." I rubbed her hair and gave her the simplest explanation ever. "Then Uncle Leonard, Uncle Leo and Daddy are my crush" She stated as I felt like I shot myself on my foot "What about me?" I asked her with a soft smile on my lips.

Naomi changed the topic. “Not love, I just like him so much,” Julia says, not accepting that she has fallen in love. “That’s love. Trust me, I have read all my mom's novels. There isn't a big difference between crush and love,” Naomi says, “If someone could pull the strings of your heart in a strange way then that person could possibly be the one. Separating terms like crush and Love is foolish,” Naomi says. “You have feelings for him, that’s it.” “I know, I read those novels too,” They exchanged giggles.

“Oh, boy. I said it’s just for fun! Did you hear me? So, do not assume. Because I don't have a crush on you and I will never? I won't like you!” “Oh? Admit it. Admit.” “Assuming beast. Sorry, you’re not even my type.” “I didn’t say I was your type. I said ‘crush, baby.” I smiled even in disgust. “Oh,‘ crush ’and‘ type ’ almost mean the same, baby,” I said. “No, they’re different, babe. I thought you were smart?”

"I will tell you about this incident that happened. There was this girl a year younger to us in our school who had a huge crush on Alec..." "Crush? Hades innocently interrupts and I am obliged to explain to this oblivious god. "Crushing, is a feeling you have for someone....who is very special and precious to you, okay? And its not love, YET! But you don't see them as a friend either, like its more than just friendship. " "Its basically....cruelly frustrating, mostly one-sided and very complicated." I sign off and by his nod I continue only to have forgotten what I was previously speaking of.

" oh? Won't you tell me why you spent an hour in the Shower, or are you... " " I think I have developed a crush on someone. " I suddenly said interrupting my cousin, Sia. " What! " She exclaimed Suprised. " When? , How and on Whom? " She asked. " Calm down Sister Sia, I only told you that I have a crush on Someone and not that I am getting married, alright? " I said. " I know but it's still a Surprising thing for you to admit that you've got a crush on someone, it doesn't happen every day, Kay? "

I missed him so much, but Jamaal was already filling up the spot. I wasn't actually craving his attention. I already have the attention of someone I was coming to like. Jamaal, but I won't deny the fact that I still have a little feeling for Mysterious man. I wasn't even sure. I have a crush on two guys, Mysterious man and Jamaal Amir Haidar. Sometimes I get confused because I don't really know who I like the most. Jamaal was my bully, but not anymore. He was damn too romantic, same with Mysterious man.

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.

No matter how many times I changed my phone number, that woman would always know how to contact me. I wished whatever she saw on me would disappear. She had no idea what kind of man she was dealing with. "She said that when you have a crush on someone, it means that you like that person. I like you, Uncle Hawk. Does that mean I have a crush on you?" My steps faltered. "I'm sure Miss Nathalia talked about it romantically." "Romantically? What is that, Uncle Hawk?" I scratched my forehead, not knowing how to explain it to him. I was not good at explaining things. I was only good at showing them.

Not that she needs to do that, her one look of approval is enough for him to get the message across. They spend another few minutes in absolute silence. She offers him one of her airpods as she listens to some music. “I'm not into either metal or breakup songs.” She rolls her eyes at his pathetic attempt at making a joke. At the end, he is the one who lets out an awkward laugh and not her. “You are a diva. It's annoying.” Now it's time to roll his eyes. She isn't done insulting him, she goes on to say, “I don't know why I had a crush on you in the first place.”