Crush Imagines Novels & Stories

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.”

He spoke coldly with his hands clenched on the desk, as if trying to suppress his anger. "But?" I knew there would be additional conditions he would ask for. "Complete all the projects you’ve signed, and don’t ever expect Mallory to give you any attention again." I swallowed hard. Everyone knew how Mallory West was the cruelest grudge-holder in the entertainment industry. She once made an entire album about her cheating ex, and that album won her various music awards. She had also made life difficult for everyone she considered a betrayer until they were completely sunk in the fashion or entertainment industry.

I wanted to show her that I was beyond pissed off. My throat hurts so fucking bad, and the single tear that falls onto my cheek startles me. I collapsed onto my knees, my eyes squeezing shut as a soft cry leaves my lips. My shoulders shaking, I burried my face in my hands. I am so coward! And I really hate myself. I’m a fucking bastard! I gripped my chest harshly as more of my tears fell to the ground below. After taking some time to calm myself, I went back to my room and turned on the light, and realized there was a black suitcase. Who owned this?

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.

She wondered if there was someone somewhere, writing her story right now, and wondered what the person had in store for her, or whether or not she would ever have the things that she had always wanted… someone that loved and cared about her. That person couldn't be Zach, right? It was the time to drop this stupid crush she had for her bully and raise up to the challenge of getting rid of him in her head and focusing solely on school. Maybe, it would be better if she started to fight back. She could be the smart mouthed person that she was back then at her old school, and never let everything he did to her get to her. Sighing, she finally walked to class, even though it took her almost foreve

The debt crushed Logan, and to spare me the burden, he climbed to the top of the office building and jumped. Amber, meanwhile, milked her "whistleblower" act to become an influencer. She raked in millions, buying a mansion and a luxury car within months. God gave me a second chance. I'd been kind, and she'd ruined us. This time, I'd let her chase her "dream job" and face the consequences. Swallowing my fury, I forced a neutral tone. "Sounds like a lot to process. I'm off to the library to hit the books."

she said, “everything will work out.” My pulse raced. “Thank you,” I breathed. “You have no idea how much this means to me.” Inside, something dangerous stirred. Odell Johnson, the king of campus and my childhood crush. And now… I was about to walk straight into his world. ……….. I finally settled into the room after everything quieted down.

Crash. The sound shattered through the penthouse. Glass exploded across the marble floor. Whiskey spread across the surface. And suddenly… Another sound. Another crash. 20 years ago. Not New York. Not the penthouse or the present. A different house. A different night. A younger version of myself standing frozen in a hallway. The sound of breaking glass. A scream. My mother's scream. Sharp. Terrified. I turned toward it instinctively. "Mama?" Her eyes found mine immediately.

Ruth continued to pick up the remaining shards. "I said leave me alone!" shouted Cheryl hysterically, glaring at Ruth. "Calm down Miss, calm down, I just want to make sure you don't get hurt." Ruth insisted on picking up the remaining shards. "Are you deaf? Why aren't you obeying my orders?" Cheryl ran towards Ruth. "Awww, ouch!" The girl groaned as she realized her leg was pierced by a shard and bleeding. "Fool! Why didn't you quickly clean up the remaining shards? You want to harm me, you useless servant!" Cheryl held her bleeding leg.

am coming with her CV so you can see for yourself, she said and ended the call before I could drop the phone she was already in my office,she walked straight to my deck smiling like she see her crush and dropped the CV on the table. I picked up the CV and I was shocked by the name I was greeted with.my long time crush, I have known and loved her since high school, but I could not bring myself to telling her she is one of the most beautiful girls I have ever set my eyes on, I still love her till now but I guess there will be a problem since I have some else now. and yes I told emma about her and I even showed her cherish's pictures. I got some of the pictures from her page on F******k and th