Crush Vs Infatuation Novels & Stories

"It's a crush, I have a slight crush on her." "A crush?" He asked and I nodded, "Give me that!" He dragged the plate away from me with a look of disdain on his face and slid it aside, "You do not deserve it!" "Is it because I said a cr-" "Mention the word crush and I will throw you out of my house." I went mute, "Can I have the sandwich?" "No." I watched in silence as he ate both sandwiches and cleared the plates. What was the point of starving me when I said I had a crush on Amara? It's not love, love is stupid and inappropriate.

With that, he gave me a cold look, then turned and walked back into Fiona’s hospital room without looking back. My heart froze as his cold back disappeared. I heard him gently comfort Fiona. I could not believe Nigel thought I was a bad person, even though he had no proof at all. I rubbed my sore eyes and was about to leave when Jora came out. She leaned close to me with a smug smile. “So what if you’re his crush? You still lose to people like us. “If you’re smart, go inside, kneel, and apologize to Fiona. Maybe Nigel would like you a little more.”

She scrunched her face, still hissing through her gritted teeth. “She’s with me now. Will you stop crushing my dream like that? Nothing happened between them.” “Yeah, for now.” Amy rolled her eyes upwards. “You can’t let your guard down with a harlot like her.” “Shut the fuck up, Amy. You’d better focus on your baby-making thing. Or should I replace you instead?” I forced a wry smile this time, managing to steel myself to counter her insults that I had been swallowing. Amy tightened her grip on her champagne glass. Oh no, don’t tell me she’s going to pour that champagne on me.

To the dance floor. To the moment I'd seen another man approach her. To the brief second before Mason interrupted. To the irrational satisfaction I'd felt afterward. I set the glass down harder than intended. The sound echoed softly through the room. I frowned. Then picked it up again. The memory refused to leave. Ava laughing. Ava glaring. Ava refusing to look at me. Ava looking at me. My grip tightened unconsciously. The glass slipped. Time seemed to slow. Then…. Crash.

Madeline: “What?” Graham looked confused. I rubbed my face in my hands, trying to calm my nerves. It felt like I had woken up and chosen violence today. “I mean, Graham, I don’t want to do anything that could ruin my relationship with my husband. I love him,” I said quickly, correcting myself even though I didn’t need to. He should know that having a crush on someone and then being betrayed like that stops a person from feeling anything for them.

The low, rough voice that growled my name while he drove into me. Christian Knight. The pieces slam together in my brain like a puzzle I never wanted solved. Christian Knight = C.K. C.K. = Gwen’s lifelong crush. The guy she’s talked about since we were teens. The one she still sighs over in drunk texts. The same man I let fuck me senseless last night—loud, desperate, no holds barred—thinking it was just a one-time thing. My best friend’s family friend. Sitting three feet away. While she beams at him like he’s the answer to every prayer.

"My experiences and wealth, you'll have them in the future too. This world belongs to you,the young man." The girl looked up with some confusion, questioning Winston Barrymore, "Is there a difference between infatuation and liking? If I'm not infatuated with you, how could I like you?" "Wrong. Infatuation is temporary, even more fleeting than liking. Maybe in a few years, you'll find me turned into an old geezer, and you won't be infatuated with me anymore. Liking is wanting to spend a long time with someone, wanting to see expressions they've never shown in public, even if they embarrass themselves, you still feel incredibly fond of them. You want to tease them, and you dare to tease them.

~ Calista ~ I’ve stopped trying to find a pretty name for it. It isn’t a crush, and infatuation feels too small and innocent. It’s an obsession. It’s a fever that hasn't broken since the moment he touched me. I sit in church and listen to his sermons, but the words mean nothing to me now. I don’t hear the gospel anymore. I hear the rough sound he made against my skin. I don’t see a holy man. I see a man who touched me and left me starving for more.

At the beginning, she thought it's just a Crush but when she realises it's not just a Crush and she had fallen head over heels for him her life turns upside down . When he's her crush , she didn't expect anything from him. She just wished to admire him. But when they are in love , she expected him to pamper her , love her and respect her. Both are poles apart. He's an extrovert who mingles with anyone easily while she's even unable to mingle with his friends. He's not that possesive type , while she's extremely possessive on him . Amidst the differences in their nature , it's their love that kept them together. What happens when an incident changes everything? Will they end up together or fa

One sided love sucks! What I mean one sided crush sucks!