Funny Reasons Why I Love You Novels & Stories

He needed to move the conversation back into safer territory. “Why do you like me like that?” he asked before his mind could catch up. Lucas leaned forward. “It’s a combination of your cuteness, wittiness, pettiness, kindness and something I can’t quite put my finger on. You do deserve to be loved, you just haven’t realised it yet. I want to change that.” Flynn’s mind was peaceful for a moment and then it processed Lucas’ words. Lucas had managed to list 5 reasons for being in love with him. He didn’t mind his very low self esteem either.

I groan, shoving my hand through my hair in frustration, and Josh shrugs, nodding in agreement. “It’s why you love her, my man,” Josh chuckles as he picks up his gym bag. “It’s truly bizarre because usually, you know the reasons why you love someone, right?” I utter, and Josh nods, watching me. “I can’t remember the reasons why I love her. I just know that I do, isn’t that strange?” I explain, looking down at my split knuckles, which were bleeding a little. “If she asks me why I love her, I wouldn’t be able to give her an answer,” I add as we walk out of the gym together.

“I’m not crying because I’m sad. I’m crying because I finally feel so loved.” ****

"Why are you doing this all? Why are you so nice to me?" "Huh! You are asking me this? Don't you know why I am doing this? And when I was rude to you? I love you. Only you. You mean the whole world to me. You are the moonlight in my dark life. I can't afford to lose you. You are my first and last love. You are the only girl I have loved. You are my life. You are the apple of my eyes. I have no other desire apart from you. Not will I have any other? I'll do everything to replace that drastic incident from your heart and mind. I promise."

“Are you happy, Adrian?” His expression softened as he brushed a strand of hair from her face. “With you? Always.” She let out a breathy laugh. “I’m serious.” “So am I.” He cupped her cheek, his thumb brushing over her skin. “You’re my home, Ayesha. Nothing else matters.” Her chest tightened, emotions crashing over her like a tidal wave. For so long, she had believed love was a weakness—something that made you vulnerable, something that could be taken away.

While he explains that it keeps sinking to my mind, what did I do to make him fall like this? "You do not need to think why I fall for you. Love is always unpredictable. We don't know when it will occur, no matter what's the reason. I fell in love with you... Would you please not reject me?" I gulp after he says that I don't know what to reply. He might be teasing me again because he loves to pull pranks every time we meet.

Kill them. WhY aM i FoRcE tO DeAl WiTh SuCh HuLiMaTiOn? I jUsT wAnTeD hIm To UnDeRsTaNd HoW mUcH pAiN hE cAuSe My MoThEr. GiVe BaCk My MoThEr… YoU kIlL hEr WiTh ThAt FaLsE lOvE oF yOuRs! I miss my mommy… Give her back… Why did she leave me behind? Did she love this man more than she loved me? I don’t ever want to fall in love. I hate love. It took my mommy away. Love is bad and I hate it.

I sighed in defeat and started packing up. “Yuuki-chan, Why do you love me?” I asked out of nowhere. He stopped and kissed my cheek “Do I need a reason to love you?” He replied. I pouted and faced him “Of course!” I said. He stared at me. “If someone needs a reason to love someone, it isn’t love, because loving someone takes no reason. You love him because it’s him. If you have a reason then you don’t love them you just like them or you wanted to be like them. Loving someone means you wanted to be with them for the rest of your life.” He explained.

he asked. “I am starting to think that you don’t love me at all. You don’t even have a reason of your own to love me.” I joked as I pouted at him. “I do love you. I love you more than anyone in this whole wide world. And who needs a reason to love you? You are you. That is a reason itself.” Xander told me. I smiled at that. “You love me because I am me?” I asked him. He placed his finger on his chin as he thought about it. It was a cute sight to see my drunk friend think about why he loves me.

Her spot-on observation was unnerving. She shook her head. “Of course I do. That’s the thing about being famous. Everyone gets on your business like ants to sugar.” She gulped from her mug of tea and licked her lips. “You are a Herringbone. That makes things worse for you. Ok, I know you have a girlfriend who you proposed to last month. Engagement party is set for early March. Your favorite restaurant is the Filler Flay in Scotland. You love Opera and swim as a hobby.”