He Doesn't Like Me Mga Nobela at Kwento

"You really don't have to share it with me. I'm not really a fan of sweets." "Wait,"I said and leaned forward. "You" I pointed at him using my fork."Don't like sweets?!?" "I didn't say I don't like sweets. I'm just not a fan of them." I gave him a look of disbelief. "How can you not be a fan of them? Something wrong with your taste buds or something? Have you even tried eating sweets?" "Yeah, I have." "And?" He shrugged. "I just don't find them appetizing."

He nodded and laughed at me as I gave him my flirtatious smile. " You do know I don't like you. Stop doing it" he replied flatly. "How long you are living here? Why you didn't bring her even once?" I asked suddenly getting curious about his life. " Hmm, none of your business. Three and half years" he answered . Again flat tone. " Why you don't like me? " I asked annoyed and irritated by that. " Because you're a bitch . Maybe I don't know" he scratches his head a while and concluded" you're not my type."

I said "That’s because I don’t hate anything about him." I roll my eyes saying "That’s a lie." "Okay, fine. I do have one thing I don’t like about him." "Really what is it?" I gulped down the rest of my drink and poured myself another. I am really enjoying this drink. "I don’t like the fact that he likes to do things his way even though his way isn’t always right." He stated "Classic Austin. He always does that, at least I am not the only one complaining around here." I said

"There usually is." He looked away. "I don't like it." I sighed... "Why? Is studying hard?" "No." "The teachers?" "No." "The food?" "No." "...The students?" His fingers tightened around the pillow. I noticed. "They bother you?" "No." This time the no was softer... "You bother them?" Silence stretched between us. Finally... He muttered, "I don't like them." I nodded slowly. " It's okay... We don't have to like everyone... But I read your suspension letter."

I grin, of course they are, “not all of them though.” He chuckles. “Really? Is there anyone you don’t like?” “Janet.” I reply without missing a beat. I watch him carefully but there doesn’t seem to be a change in his expression, “to be honest with you man I don’t quite like her either.” I blanch; I definitely did not see that coming. “You don’t?” He cast me a sidelong glance, “I mean she’s a bit stuck up don’t you think?” I nod in agreement, “I think she is a lot stuck up.”

He smiled, making my heart twitch. Like is a word, I haven't heard in forever. Like is not even an emotion for me, I tend to view it as a bane of humanity and end up scoffing at his stupid attempt to make me feel mundane things. “Funny.” I nearly snorted but maintained my calm fearing to wake her up. “It is funny indeed. You don’t like her, right?” I nodded as he stated the obvious. “You don’t like me as well, hmm?” And laughed this time, amenably.

I said out loud. "Curious about what?" He inquired, staring intently at me as I shifted uncomfortably. "About what you said" I began. "You said you don't have someone that you like, I was only surprised because your bro…" "I'm not like my brother Olivia " he interrupted, fixing his gaze on me. "I don't like anyone and I don't think I will anytime soon" he stated and all my hope of ever getting him to like or notice me broke to a million pieces.

Careful, like I might shatter. “They don’t know you,” he said. “They wouldn’t last a day in your skin.” I shook my head, a bitter laugh catching in my chest. “You don’t even like me. You’ve said worse.” “Yeah.” His jaw clenched. “But I never meant it. Not like that.”

“But there’s a you and Dante?” I didn’t respond. “Just tell me. If you don’t like me, I’ll back off. But don’t string me along.” “I’m not—” “Then tell me, be honest with me. Are you official now? You and him?” I looked away. “I don’t know,” I said quietly. He leaned back, clearly frustrated. “I don’t get it. Why don’t you like me? I would treat you better than he does.” “You don’t know that.”

What is he saying? "Come on. I know you like Steph. You are just still confused." He says with a little laugh. What did he just say? I... I like Steph? "Where did you get that news? I don't like her." I defended. Well, I am certain that I don't like her. Just like what I said before, I don't have any interest in women yet. Also, Steph is not my style. She is too sadistic. I like a modest one.