Does She Like Me Back Novels & Stories

She smiled at me sweetly. “You want to see Taser.” “Yes.” She admitted. “Do you want him back?” I asked, the question finally occurring to me, what if this whole thing…the fake dating, the hair change…was her way to get her shitty ex boyfriend back?. A foreign feeling blossomed in my chest. No, not jealousy, anger. “Are you a fucking idiot?” “And just when I was starting to like you.” “Good thing I put a stop to it then.” I flung back, “You actually want him back?!”

"Who does she think she is?" I rolled my eyes inwardly. Some people are just mean in nature. "You are beautiful, I like you but it seems you don't like me," I said, which made her look at me. "You like me?" You wish. I don't like you so you know." I laughed, "how can you be this sure about me? Do you go about hating people you don't know? what if I can help you in whatever way?" She snorted and looked at me again, "why don't you go away? "

it makes me want to run to her and wrap her around my arms. "Help me. He is not treating me well. Christian..he was never as caring as you are. I miss us." her brittle voice now turned into a sob. "I-I want you back." She said. My grip of the phone becomes loose and I cannot comprehend what she just said. She wants me back? I can hear the sound of my heart—beating loudly like a race of horses with an unending track. I do not know how to react. She wants me back because he is not treating me right?. Am i her option or last resort now?

Since when have you known? 'It's been quite some time.' 'You've told her?' 'Nah' 'Well, what do I expect? It's not like Jade can or might actually like you back.' I thought about it. I'll probably say that the probability that she likes me is 70%, maybe not the way I want but definitely not like it used to be. If not, how do I explain the not so subtle checking out, the flinching and pulling away when we accidentally touch, the conversations, the near kiss. I secretly hope they weren't all in my imagination.

she admitted while still smiling at him. That's the truth. She's really happy right now. She's happy with their situation right now even if he's not answering her three letter word that she won't get tired of saying it to him. She could feel his sweet gestures like he's really making up to him. And she also think that maybe... just maybe... that he also feel the same towards her, right? It's not that bad to assume even if he said already to her that he can't love her back.

"And? What's the problem?" Peter's expression turned wry. "The problem is that I really like her. But she's already engaged." I whistled softly. "That is a problem. What are you going to do?" Peter shook his head. "I don't know. I feel like I'm getting mixed signals from her. Sometimes I think she likes me back, but then she pulls away." I nodded thoughtfully. "Maybe there's a possibility she does like you back, Peter. Have you considered that?"

I counter back. “Whatever. I don't care. Now that he is back in your life, I'm sure he would love to go further than just a kiss. He seems totally interested in you considering how he didn't bother to acknowledge my presence at all. Good luck! Fuck him all you want!” She exclaims before storming off. The way she is fuming, I think she is still crushing on him unlike me who forgot it as a silly childhood day. I groan. I had started to like and enjoy her friendly and caring self only for it to come crashing down again.

How can someone be like her? I… I mean, all she still wants is for me to trust her? How does that even matter to her? That I trust her or not? “Then… you’ll not hate me?” I asked. “I don’t hate you now either. It’s just… like that” “Okay… okay, I trust you” She smiled bigger and nodded. “Thanks” I didn’t know what was happening, and I can’t understand this woman. “When will I return home?” she asked.

she said. “Hi! Thank you replying. What if she’s just testing me?” he asked. “She’s not testing you. She just doesn’t like you,” she said. “Are you sure?” he asked. “Yes. I am 100% sure she doesn’t like you and you are probably scaring her now because you keep showing up when she doesn’t want your presence,” she said. “That’s it?” he asked as if waiting for more advices.

That would crush me. “Why are you taking so long? It’s a simple question,” she says, pulling me from my thoughts. “Um, she’s a beautiful woman,” I say, opting for a safe compliment, but she doesn’t let me off that easily. “We’ve already established she’s beautiful. I asked if you like her.” “I do,” I answer immediately, deciding to own it and face her reaction. “Good.” “Huh?” Did she just say good? Is it good that I like her? Does that mean she approves?