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I guess she doesn't like me at all, she doesn't even care. "Life sucks huh?" I asked and she nodded. "It sucks a lot." She looked straight into my eyes. "How about you?" She asked. "What do you mean?" "Will you support me as long as I'm happy?" She asked and I shook my head. "No.. I'm a little bit selfish when it comes to you."

He asked. Does he like her? ... Does he even know how to like someone? Does he even know what the word 'like' is? "If you love to see her smile, if you love to be in her presence, if you want to always talk to her, and so on then my friend you like her" Derek said, he was staring up at the sky with a smile, Kaiden took a glance at his friend. "Was that how you knew you liked Danica?" He asked, Derek, smiled all the more.

"Am I pretty?" She had to know the question was rhetorical. "Yes," he said softly. "Do you love me?" "Of course." "Did you lose at stolen kisses?" "Yes. "Do you want to help me?" "Yes." "Then let's stop talking about the 'why' and get down to the how." She looked at him a little more seriously. "Besides, frankly, at least one part of you is really enjoying this. I felt your nice, big thingie poke me in the side a few times."

He was looking at me, expecting an answer, but I was already voice-devoid right now. Finally, I decide to speak it. “I… I-I wanna give us a chance. Do you?" He looked taken aback, but soon recovered. "Really?" "Yes" He smiled and nodded. Then he hugged me. "Are you sure?" he asked once again. "Yes, Robert" I replied. He got a little away and tucked a hair behind my ear. "Do you like me?" he asked. "Of course, or why would I say this?" "Wow. I can't believe this"

He never talked; we just fucked, and that was all but now? “What do you want to talk about? What’s so important that you don’t want me to touch you?"I could think of everything in the world, but then he said, "I like you. I don’t know if I would call it love, but I am certain I like you." Perplexed.

" What's yours? " "Are we supposed to repeat the same question ?" he lifted an eyebrow. "Not really, I just wanna know " " Black " he answers. "Obviously " I roll my eyes. "Do you like me? I mean you used to hate me, I wonder if you still do ? " he asked me "I don't only like you, I love you, " I thought. "I do like you, unless you do something that will make me hate you. I never hate anyone " I answer instead.

I think he noticed my distorted state and stopped eating. "Do you like him?" He asked all of a sudden, catching me off guard. I fumbled a little before answering. "What are you talking about? You mentioned anything about liking anybody?" He shook his head and chuckled. "It's obvious, you like him. You can't tell me otherwise."

Demian was looking at me, demanding an answer. I shook my head. “That’s not liking someone, Demian.” “Then what is it?” “That’s loving someone,” I whispered. His eyes softened and he lowered his face and brought it close to mine, our noses almost touching. “Do you love me?” he asked. “I don’t know,” I mumbled. “I don’t know. Do you care if I love you or not?”

I said "I loved it thank you" she smiled should I confess or should I ask her relationship with don first what I should do why I'm confused I'm hesitating to ask she said "wanna ask me anything" I nodded my head she replied "you're my friend so you can ask me anything" I asked "do you like him" she questioned back "whom" I replied "don" the moment I said about him her eyes filled with happiness and her cheeks turned red this gesture is enough to say that she likes him still I waited like a fool to listen to her words with a hope

“Come to think of it; it turns out that there might be something I do like” “Really? “What’s that?” “You, Kaia” I respond. “I like you”