He's Just Not Into You Novels & Stories

Is this girl serious? "Oh, spare me! Yes, he's a feral, I know. Probably reminds you of a bad relationship, and gosh, you really like a sweet, caring dude. So basically, he's not your type. But admit it, you're curious to know what he's like in the sack." She turns to Noah, who looks taken aback by her outburst. "And you, well, you're just a big man-baby who'd rather act tough than show his true feelings, because the last time you opened your heart, you got hurt."

What's up. You: Nothing........no that's a lie. I'm fucked up. Rez: What's wrong? You: Anna. Rez: Geez, man. You need to let it go. She's not into you. You: I can't. I can't do it, Rez. Anna is special. I don't know how to tell her. Rez: If you tell her, she'll just stop seeing you. Is that what you want?

But if he was King, what happened to his father? I'm snapped from my thoughts as his hands traverse my face, moving lower. "Sorry, I've no intention of joining you in bed" "Are you turning down my proposal? I must say you'll be rewarded handsomely" "By quelling your anger at nights?" "There's pleasure in it for you too, I'm not selfish" I resist the urge to roll my eyes. I'd sooner find a rope and hang myself, better yet throw myself to the wolves. "I'm not interested"

Remember your preparation, you don't need a reason to not want to leave the world peacefully. Right. That's exactly it. Thanks for that inner voice, I thought you're useless. "Look, I'm not easy to deal with. I'm not like your typical, sexy, beautiful type of girl. Im sorry but I can't" I just can't. Not because I don't like him. There I admit, I do like him. But not like I super like him to the point where I could say that I'm in love, just infatuated. He's handsome for crying out loud, that I will not deny.

Justin hurriedly jumped up from his chair and grab hold of Mike’s wrist closest to his reach. “What?” Mike asked, baffled due to Justin’s sudden actions. “Aren’t you staying for the night?” Justin asked hurriedly. “What the hell, man?” Mike pulled his hand in Justin’s hold with a cringe. “Do you hear yourself right now? Don’t tell me you have had a change of taste?! Whatever! I am not into men. I’m sorry!” “What the hell are you talking about?!” Justin flared. “Who the hell is into men? Definitely not me! Dumbass! Fuck off!”

On countless occasions, the innocent gesture would smooth over their tempers, but this guy was no day drunk. He leaned in, his scent of Old Spice and spearmint gum now lodged within my nasal cavity, an expectant look on his face. “I’m really not interested in dating right now. I’m still trying to get settled in and—” “I’m not interested in dating either, doll. Besides, I heard from a few reliable sources you like to skip that part and get down to the fun shit. Seeing as you ran into me twice, I take that as you expressing your interest.”

It was just so shocking for her, surprising even. “Just let me give you a piece of advice. Whether you change your way of dressing or you don't, you're doomed to never find anyone. No one would want a prude like you, never. They sure would come no doubt, but they would never stay with you, trust me. I don't know why I bothered coming all the way here when I could have broken up with you over a text. Just so you know, I still had sex today, so it's never a problem for me.” He stood up from his seat and looked down at her.

"Even if you were offering your friendship, I won't accept it." He turns to leave but stops before walking out and looks at me. He's disappointed but it quickly fades into something else I can't decipher. "I heard what that girl said." He mutters. "Are you sleeping with my brother? Is that why you don't want to go out with me?" "I'm not sleeping with your brother." I reply curtly. "I don't do married men or men in general." "So... You don't find him attractive?" He questions. "Not even a little bit?"

"And for the record, I'm not into guys either. So, rest assured, it meant nothing." He scowled at her. "You're insane. Stay away from me!" She furrowed her brows and suddenly turned her back on him. "Stay away from you? No problem. I don't know you and you're not my type." He was taken aback by what she said. She's not into him? How dare she? There's no woman who's not into him! Everyone likes him and he can't accept what she's saying. “You're challenging me, you tomboy. You'll become a woman and when that happens, I'll hurt you!”

I heard his hushed voice. I drew a deep breath and opened the door. He entered quickly and closed the door behind him. “What do you want?” I looked at him, folding my arms over my chest. A crooked smile formed. “This is a question you should rather ask yourself.” I frowned. “If this is another of your attempts to get me to your bed, then I swear to Goddess—” “It's not about sex!” He stepped back and quickly raised his hands in surrender. Then a sheepish smile appeared. “Although my offer—”