Does She Like Me Back Novels & Stories

She walked back toward him, taking short, dramatic steps like she was approaching a crime scene. "Okay, so... it’s not a big deal," she said, waving her hand. "I just wanted to say it, even though I feel like it’s already settled." "Okay...What is it?" he asked, raising a brow. She took a deep breath, then muttered gently, "I liked you." Jesse blinked. Hard. "You… like me?" "No-o-o," she dragged out dramatically. "I liked you. Past tense. With a 'd' after the 'like"

I had to bring up the topic to know whether or not she will move back with me. "I know my room is nice and all but I like yours too." She said. "So does that mean you want to come back to live with me?" I asked as a smile begins to appear on my face. "I don’t know. Do you want me to move in with you?" "Yes," I responded taking steps closer. "Why?" She asked teasingly. It’s obvious that she wants to come back to live with me but she just wants to play around first. "Because.." I took another step closer to her and she stepped back bumping into the wall behind her. I smirked, she looked like a deer trapped in the headlights of an oncoming car; so pretty and vulnerable that made my dick shift i

she said. Seriously? "Don't worry, I know myself more. I'm pretty sure I don't like him, from the very start, and I will not like him even after this." I answered with so much confident. Her eyes narrowed."Or maybe... you like someone else," she concluded that caught me off guard. She smirked sweetly."Shoot. You like someone else, am I right?" "O-of course not..." why am I fucking stuttering? "Really?" She's obviously teasing me!

"You're not daft. So it's either you're pretending not to know or you don't like him back. And judging by what just happened, I'm guessing it's the latter." I sighed sitting down beside her. "Why do you not like him? He's a good-looking man. And he seems nice." She said tilting her head. "It's complicated," I said, pinching my nose bridge. "I see. Well, I trust you'd make a better judgment." She said tapping my back. I smiled softly. "I'm going to get Lunch with Shania. Are you coming?" "No, I have plans for lunch," I said. "Oh, that wasn't a lie?"

Or her hangover would be the worst. “Ugh…” she groans, turning on her back again. “I don’t like you.” “I know. But the question is, do you hate me?” I ask, smiling. No matter her reply, I am exhilarated about the fact that she is talking to me. Because it’s not her thing lately. “I don’t think so…” She takes a short pause and adds, “But you do.” My heart tugs with emotion. “It may be difficult to comprehend, but I don’t hate you either.”

“Go ahead.” “You like Reign.” I wasn't sure what I was expecting her to ask me but it was anything but this. I have never confirmed it yet to anyone, at least not directly. “You said you had a question,” I replied, scratching my nose. “That sounds more like a statement.” She laughed, “alright, let me rephrase that. Do you like Reign?” “Do I really have to answer that?” She leaned back in her seat and shrugged, “not necessarily. I just had my suspicions. I have been watching….and noticing. I have been noticing for a long time now actually, even before we got back together.”

“That? You noticed. Isn't that so unexpected?” “Not for me,” he said with a shrug. “I saw it coming” “You did? You knew Ryan liked her?” “Does he though?” “What?” “Does he like her? Or rather, do you think he likes her?” “Uhm… I can't say for sure. But if he doesn't, will he sleep with someone he doesn't like?” “Does she like him?” he asked. I thought for a while. “I don't even know. I just know that whatever this is might be a rebound for her. You know, the heartbreak and all”

she says smiling as she gets up to take my glass to the sink. I stand up following her because she was smiling like she was hiding something from me. “So what exactly are you not telling me?” i ask her as soon as she closes the refrigerator door. “I don't know what you are talking about”she says going back to the couch with me still following her “You are not a good liar, talk to me what's up?” “Okay i met someone,”she says turning to face me excitedly “I really like him, but I don't know if it's a good idea at all”

“Yeah. I think I do.” “You think? Or you do?” he pressed, needing clarity. She sighed. “Fighter, I don’t know... We just met today, you know? And sure, it feels like there’s something between us, like this weird connection, but it’s kind of fast. I hope you get where I’m coming from.” “I do,” he said softly, offering a warm smile. “I understand.” “Thank you,” she replied, returning the smile. “So... what about you? Do you like me?” she asked.

"You like me?" he Inquired in a daze. He wanted to know if he was just listening to things or if she just admitted that she liked him. Serra smiled softly. "Yes, you have so many people who like you, i became one among them. Luckily, I get to see you closely, everyday" she replied as if it's not a big thing.