Confused In Love Novels & Stories

"You don't look fine though, you really look awful." "Here I was thinking I look really good." "Guess love really hit you hard." "You can say that again and again...." "Rex! I have a question for you." Maverick said staring straight at him. "Go on, I have all the time in the world, and, yes! I might be getting married a week from now, is that not a good news? I mean I will be getting married to the woman I never loved because the woman I actually love turns out to be playing me all the while..... she's never loved me. And now, the people I know and trust are acting totally weird, the things they say get me so confused. Just yesterday my mother cried in my arms pleading for no reason, I mean

Zelia asked sarcastically which made her froze and then she touch her chin as if she was thinking for the answer. Zelia sigh, "See? You can't answer that so you can't be sure, what if he's a bad man and you claim to be in love with him, isn't that weird and confusing? You can't just immediately claim yourself as your in love with him. What if you are just nervous around him? Or scared with him?" Ysa gasped, "Yeah, you have a point. This heart of mine is so misleading! That love is confusing!" She chuckled, "I know."

But telling him that would be dumb. His words played in my mind; I won’t stop until I make you fall in love with me. But giving him a chance … that is crazy! It is risky! Can he love anyone? How can a beast love anyone? I love him, and that’s crazy. Why would God allow me to fall in love with someone like that? Someone who made me hate myself. Is what I’m feeling even love? Or is it something else? I’m confused. I dropped on my bed and stared up at the ceiling. My life is confusing. Maybe he was just playing with me. I can’t fall for his tricks.

he asked her in utter confusion. "Oh dear, love is a complicated thing ... you won't understand it" she sighed out.

“You’re distracted. You’re frustrated every time you make a mistake. And tonight? You looked exhausted.” I look away. Because again— He’s right. And I’m getting really tired of people being right lately. Coach’s voice lowers slightly. “What’s going on?” Silence stretches. Long. Heavy. Because how the hell am I supposed to answer that? I’m falling in love. It’s changing me. And I don’t know if that’s destroying me or saving me. Yeah. Not exactly easy conversation material. “It’s complicated,” I mutter finally. Coach nods slowly. “Girl complicated?”

She was loved by all those who loved her genuinely and those who wanted favors from her, both teachers and students. Charlotte fell in love with a guy who is one class ahead of her it was her first and it was beautiful. She became the talk of the school and party. Charlotte and Damian did almost everything together. Damian was from an average family but Charlotte loved him. What’s the twist ? Why did Charlotte become an anti-fan of love?

Maybe it was all too much for me… flashes of the cameras, meeting Gabe’s business partners, and now his sister, who seemed downright crazy. “Love, Chloe. One must never marry without love.” The glint in her eyes kept me prisoner, and I stood no chance against its cage. Vanessa Miller was the force of nature - heaven and hell bent on her will. “And you know exactly what I mean.” “What do you mean?!” Gabriel chimed as he returned to stand beside me; his hand found its place on my waist unmistakably. Only when I felt him again did I realize I missed his presence, even though a mere minute had passed since he left.

While Noor just stared at him making an annoying face. "You mean I don't love you?" In a moment, she distanced herself from him. "You do, you really do, but sometimes I have to forcefully make you confess your love." He again pulled her closer to himself. "It's because my love is different than your love. Your love needs confession while mine one needs only you." On her saying this, Noor put her head on his chest. "I'm yours after all, and how much I'm yours, we will talk about it later. First, you go and change your dress. In talking with you, I forget about it."

In that moment, clarity washed over me like the incoming tide. I realized that my confusion stemmed not from a lack of love, but from a fear of making the wrong choice. Each man held a special place in my heart, and I couldn't deny the connection I shared with either of them. It was a matter of navigating the intricacies of love and understanding what truly made my soul come alive. Closing my eyes, I allowed my heart to speak, to guide me towards the path that resonated with my deepest desires. And as I listened intently to the whispers of my own soul, a sense of peace settled within me.

I whined. “You’ll know yourself for sure in a few days, my love. Some of your confusion comes from your transformation. Some simply because you’re growing up. It only endears you to me all the more, so don’t worry,” he said. “If you want to shout from the rooftops that you love me, then shout it. It’s how you feel at that moment and the moment is really all we have to be certain of.” “That’s deep,” I giggled.