Dares About Crushes Novels & Stories

Please, just let me know if you are seeing someone and I will get rid of my feelings for you. What! He likes me. Oh my goodness, he likes me. Wait, get rid of what. Me: I'm not seeing anyone, I like you too Mystery man. I just lied, I was dating Jamaal and I just fucking lied to my first crush ever cause I didn't want to lose him. Jamaal or mystery man which of them was my heart beating for. Mystery man: Well this just made my day. I must be really lucky. So what's happening with you ? Come and gist me.

“Please, Daisy. Tell me.” “Okay,” I say on a sigh, and then I hesitate again, but he just waits. “Um…did you…did you like, have a crush on me? When we were kids?” He stares at me for a long moment and then bursts out laughing, lifting his hands to cover his face.

Thirty Nine Trisha POV The air felt thick in my lungs, each breath a deliberate effort. For an hour, the words had been a knot in my throat, and I was finally ready to try and untangle them. Erik would think I was a child. Or worse, insane. But the gnawing uncertainty was worse than his potential mockery. “Erik…” My voice was barely a whisper. “What does… what does a crush feel like?” Erik’s head tilted, his expression shifting from playful mischief to sharp, unconcealed intrigue. “A crush?” he repeated, the word hanging between us. “As in… you want to rip someone’s clothes off?”

The room tilts just enough to make everything dreamy. A girl across from me gets dared to kiss the person to her left. She does—sloppy, giggling. More cheers. More shots. The bottle spins again. Lands on me. Marcus grins, eyes glassy. “Selene. Truth or dare.” I’m floating. The alcohol has sanded down the edges of my fear. I feel reckless. Brave. Stupid. “Dare,” I say before I can think. The table oohs. Someone whistles.

Ethan was the center of everyone’s attention in high school. He was handsome, had good grades, and won practically every competition he took part in. Plenty of people had a crush on him, but most of them did not dare to confess. I was the only one who did and continued pestering him even after he rejected me multiple times. In the beginning, he rejected me by saying that he wanted to focus on studying, but later on, he got annoyed by me constantly bothering him and blatantly stated that he was irritated by my very presence.

Another message from Ethan. **Ethan**: Did I scare you off already? 😜 Lena’s heart skipped a beat. Jessie leaned over, trying to catch a glimpse of the screen. “What did he say now?” “Nothing!” Lena quickly turned her phone so Jessie couldn’t see. Her face felt hot, her thoughts scrambled. Was she supposed to respond now? Should she play it cool or show excitement? There were no rules for situations like this, especially when it came to your office crush. Her thumbs hovered over the screen, unsure of what to type. After a deep breath, she went with something simple.

I headed to the supply room for a ball. The second I walked in, Henry slipped in behind me and slammed me against the wall, leaning in for a kiss. Gross. I shoved him hard. "Don't touch me!" Henry sneered. "Look at you, all tough now. Said you wouldn't crawl back, and you didn't. But hanging all over that loser? Don't tell me you actually like him." "He's amazing. Why wouldn't I?" "Please. You crushed on me for years. No way you flipped that fast. I know what this is—you're jealous I'm close with that scholarship girl. So you're using him to get back at me—"

I knew that my sister wouldn't care for me even if I was telling her the truth. She was blind to his love, wealth and power. I was also afraid that she will turn a blind eye every time he cheats on her. I learnt my mistake when Ella threw her shoe at me for being a jealous bitch. From that day on I was silent. The crush also seemed to die after seeing him sucking off some model's lips in a restaurant. I briefly wondered why he would do that in a public place? Wasn't he afraid that Heidi will find out? Maybe he also knew the power of his billions. Who knows? But recently the dead crush started to come out of the ground I buried it.

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.”

A wide smile crept up on my face. Rodney Shaw was all i have, although, I only get to meet him in my dreams and most times, I talk to his pictures whenever i am depressed. But I was still glad that I am fortunate to see him in my dreams, some ladies might even be praying to be in my shoes. I didn't quite fancy cute guys or something, but I guess there's something that got me connected to Rodney. For Crush sake! I've been crushing on this guy since I was little and I never for once met him. Pathetic, right?