Do I Really Like Him Quiz Novels & Stories

"There's no stupid chemistry. Just a naive me who doesn't know what I want." "You don't know what you want ?" Alexa asks and rolls her eyes. "I don't. We're not in love okay. Truth is we just like ourselves. He's a good person and not really bad." "You don't have to tell us that Ariel. We know he's a good person. It's just... Do you like him ? Like feelings ?" I rub my temple and lean back on the couch. "Yes I like him and that's just it. I'm not sure about feelings."

He looked at our holding hands, he slowly let it go. I was about to turn away from him but I was stopped by his question. "Wait, do...do you like that guy?" "Who??" I want to ask. Who is he referring to? "Mike, do you like him?" "No!" Hard to say. I just shook my head at my sudden reaction. "I mean, I will never like him. He's a good guy, he is sweet, caring and loving but that's all... I never once thought of liking him."

"Please... Let me hear the answer that I want... Tell me that you want me too… Tell me that you desire me too... And tell me that you like me too... Please, have mercy on me..." My mouth just left open and hanging. Okay…? What the actual fuck?! Am I hearing it right? He likes me too? Oh god! Please, don't wake me up if it's just a dream... Please... "W-Well..." I squeezed his hands. "Did I hear it right? You… like me? Really? Like, like romantically? Not friends? Right? God. I don't know how to answer that, shit… Oh my god, what should I answer? Do I need to answer it now? Or tomorrow? Or just let you feel it? ---"

I'm sure I only like him. Love? Do I love him? God, I must be in love with him. . c.m. louden

I still couldn’t tell after five years of this man driving me around if he actually liked me or not. As I opened the door, I could hear her laugh. They were in the kitchen. The sight in front of me made my heart sad. He had his hands around her waist, smiling at her with the most caring look on his. They hadn’t realised I was back yet. So I snuck past the door. I was about to make my way upstairs when I heard the words that changed my life forever.

I'm really starting to like him. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°

“That sucks.” “It did,” I say honestly. He shifts closer, his forehead brushing my jaw. “I’m glad you told me.” “Yeah?” I glance down at him. “Yeah,” he says. “I like getting to know... who you really are.” I laugh quietly. “Do you like what you're learning about me?” He smiles softly. “Yeah, I really do.” Then Aiden adds, almost shyly, “So… am I a fling?” “Do you think you're a fling?” I smirk, my voice low.

And I’m a guy too. Do I really want to do this? Do I really want to be in a relationship with someone like him? Do I really want to be with him? I wondered inwardly.

“I feel like I value life, because without having it, nothing else would exist for me. I could say I love this, I love that, but what's most important is life and I'm always very appreciative of it.” “That’s interesting, like really interesting.” We drove into series of discussion and were both equally excited about similar things. Maybe he was faking it but it seemed he agreed with every thing I said. Our opinions about literally everything seemed very familiar, if not identical. So it was either we were very similar people or he was very damn good pretender. The latter made more sense to me. And then he asked another question. “Have you ever been in a relationship? Serious or not, I'm quit

"I know! I'm really nervous. What if decides he doesn't like me?" "Wyette, how could anyone not like you? You're adorable." He grinned. "I know!"