Get To Know Me Questions Novels & Stories

He was trying. “So,” he said with a small smile, clearly trying to lighten the mood. “It feels nice to finally talk to you like this. Want to tell me a few things about yourself? Let’s start with the classic: favorite color and food?” I let out a small chuckle at his choice of words. “Ah, the classic ‘get to know you better’ question. I thought we were past that already?” I replied, trying to keep things light and playful.

I looked at her confused. "20 questions? What's that?" I asked. She looked at me shocked. "Who doesn't know 20 questions? Yo how old are you?" She asked, a bewildered look on her face. I laughed. "I am 25 years old," I replied. "How can a 25 year old not know 20 questions? So how did you woo your wife then?" She asked, chewing the cookies. I wasn't affected by the question, I would answer anyone who asks me about Samantha honestly. But topics on my parents I won't answer, I don't like someone trying to pity me because of something that happened to me. Samantha I could get by but my mother I can not.

Cami POV “How do you know who I am?” I asked, uncertain of what to say. “It is my job to know who is inquiring about me,” the individual responded. “Where are you?” I asked, wanting to get to my questions. “Do you think it would benefit me to share that information?” the individual responded.

“Well, you already know me. My mom was a chef, I study at—” He shakes his head gently. “Not your mom. Not your school or your courses. I already know all that. I want to know you. Your dreams, your fears, the things that make you burn and the things that keep you awake at night. Walk me through your mind. Tell me what you like, what you don’t, and what you truly love.” I pause, trying to make sense of the sudden intensity. “Can I ask you something first?” “Of course.” “Why do you want to know all that?”

“Okay, this might be a little out there, but I thought it’d be fun to do something that doesn’t cost a thing. Something that actually lets us learn a bit more about each other,” I say, reaching into my pocket. She raises an eyebrow. “I’m intrigued.” I pull out a folded piece of paper with a list I made earlier. “So, I call it…‘Getting to Know You, 2.0.’ We’re asking each other questions, but nothing boring or predictable. Just random stuff, and we have to answer honestly.”

“Good. I need you to answer just one question for me.” “What question?” ‘“How well do you actually know Aiden?”

I placed my hand under my chin and thought for a while. “Do you think I’m handsome?” She stared at me indifferently. “What kind of question is that? I thought we were getting to know each other.” “I know. But I’m just curious about whether you think I’m handsome or not,” I smiled. I actually have a lot of questions that I wanted to ask her— like her favorite TV show, song, and many more, but I feel like I’d get to know about those things in due time. The opportunity to ask this question and get an honest answer is very rare!

After a while, I got bored so tilting my head, I check if he’s awake. “Need something love?”, he asks. Blushing I nod my head; “I know we’re mates and everything but I was wondering if we could get to know each other more.”, I tell him. “I don’t mind. How about we play twenty questions?”, he asks. Nodding, we sit up; once we’re comfortable. He starts first. “So what’s your favorite color?”

I asked him all of the sudden, breaking the silence between us. "Hmm? Aren't we too old for games?" He muttered in response. I rolled my eyes at him, "Didn't you want for us to get to know each other?" "Yeah. But what does that have to do with a game?" "Do you know the 'twenty-one questions' game?" I asked. He shook his head, looking so clueless, "What's that?" "Simple. We'll take turns in asking until we reach twenty-one questions," I said. "I'll start. What's your ideal type?"

"You want my attention, then. You are thrilled because I have no interest in you." "You do not have?" "Well, before. Now I want to get to know you." He smirked, amused. "I also do." "So, what now?" "Maybe we will start it with a date?" "To make things work? Well, hmm. We should get started about knowing each other." "Like?" "Like asking your favorite color, favorite food, and more." He chuckled and shook his head. "You are funny." "I am serious. What is your favorite color?"