He's Just Not Into You นิยาย & เรื่องราว

what’s his interest in me? “Why? You got a problem with me?” I coldly asked. He’s smiling but I look at him emotionless. “No. No. I just want to know you more” he said. “You’ll get nothing, don’t even try. I’m telling you I don’t like you, not in a romantic way but… I don’t like guys. You can leave” I told him and turn my attention back to my food. “Quinn… he just got here and besides we will entertain him”

"Well? Now I know why she never believes in you! Because you love to joke around!" "I let her think whatever she wanted to think about me, and besides that's what everybody thinks about us?" he answered. He was in love with a woman who never loved him back. But honestly, once he likes someone his efforts are one hundred percent. Marcus dated so many girls back in high school that’s why the girl he loves doesn’t believe him. "People think that we're not good because they can't handle our intelligence, and they can't control us!" I proudly said. "She is not ordinary, not like the girls I used to play with. She is different and I can't control her," he said in a lowered voice.

I nodded, forgetting she couldn't see me and then added, "yes, I'm fine, thanks for calling." "Um, okay, update me if anything new comes up." She said and i hung up after assuring her that i would. Frank was pouring orange juice in a cup for me. "Why do I feel like the chemistry between you two is off." "Because it is." I said, taking a sip from the juice, "but that's just a story for another day." "You had me saved as an emergency contact." Frank said in a low voice like he was about to commit a sin, playing with the tip of one of the small pillows.

I never kissed Zander and never held his hand. Brittany leaves my house. I forget about meeting Zander on the path. He can go fuck himself for all I care. Zander texts me. Zander: Where are you? Me: Not coming. Zander: Why not? Me: Fuck you. I don't text Zander anymore. I don't want to. I ignore everyone for the rest of the day. Hanging out with Zander behind Brittany's back is not like me. And Zander Hogan isn't worth it.

"It's very important for me to prove if you really like women." Aaron looked at Irene with an irritated face, "Hey, I told you that I'm normal and not a gay." Irene laughed, “Yeah, sorry, I was just kidding. Then, how? How did your date go?" "Pretty good. But nothing special." Irene sighed. "Come on, do I have to find you a partner? Do you still not want to get married?” "I don't like being matched." said Aaron, who then walked away. Irene laughed again while trying to catch up with Aaron, “Are you afraid of having the same fate as me?" teased Irene.

“You hear nothing but unnecessary information.” He chuckled. “Hey, I know you’re concerned about me and I’m loving you going all mother-like over me. But you don’t have to worry too much.” I sighed. “I can’t just worry about my friend that hasn’t had a girlfriend since high school. Either he’s still stuck over a girl or his male hormones have been showing variable interests.” He chuckled. “I’m into girls. Don’t worry about that.” “Then what’s holding you back? Mellisa has been begging to go out on a date with you and you’ve just been ignoring her.”

"Don't you want to find your mate? Several she-wolves have come for the ball." He shrugs nonchalantly as if we are just talking about the weather. "I'm not in a hurry. There's still time." “What? You’re twenty-four and you’re not in a hurry to find your mate?” What kind of excuse is that? He pauses for a split moment and then returns to the game. “I’m just not interested. Good luck. I hope you find your mate today,” he says calmly and I sigh, deciding to give up. Something has been bothering him lately but he doesn't want to share what it is.

Who wouldn't? "Okay, I can do this," I thought to myself. "I just need to stand up and talk to Jason like a responsible adult and tell him I like him." But as soon as the words formed in my mind, panic set in. "Oh my God!" I screamed internally. "I like Jason Thorne, but how can I like him? What about Eva? And why did Jason lean in for that kiss? Does he like me too? Oh, this is such a big mess!"

I started, "You're not feeling it? So you don't want to fuck me?" "I do-it's just that-" His words were jumbling quite a lot. He sounded as if he was going to break down about something. "Just not right now." "Why not?" I remained confused. Did he not enjoy it with me anymore? Was he not attracted to me? Did he not find me alluring anymore? What was it? The numerous questions running in my head wanted answers, quickly. "We can watch a movie or something else. I.... I am just not-I don't know how to say it to you." He stuttered while his hands reached for me.

Why did he keep coming to my stall? Did he really love eating this? "Do you really enjoy hotdogs?" I couldn't resist asking one day. "I don’t particularly love it. Why do you ask?" He took a bite, answering vaguely. "If you don’t love it, why do you come here every day?" Could it be possible that he didn't have enough money to afford a decent meal? But he didn't seem like a broke person. "Because you're here." He took another bite. I didn't catch on to his words. After swallowing, he suddenly leaned closer, looking at me seriously.