He's Just Not That Into You Novels & Stories

“But?” I exhaled. “I don’t think I like you like that. Not the way I thought I might. You’re amazing—funny, hot, easy to be around. But… It’s not there. The spark. The pull. I like you as a friend. A roommate. A lot. But not more.” He stared at me for a long second. Then smiled—small, soft, no anger. “Figured,” he said. “You’ve got someone else in your head. I can tell.”

"I don't understand " "Listen, i really like him lex, and I've been trying so hard to get his attention but it's like nothing i do works, and i hate it! I've never felt this way with a guy before, I've never had to try so hard to get any one to notice me before and it's frustrating. " figures. "i just thought that this would help me get closer to him you know "she shrugs "and you said you don't have feelings for him anymore didn't you? "

“ No I don’t. That’s why I am asking you. “ I complain. “ If I say we did, would you regret it? “ He asks in his deep velvety voice. “ Yes! I loved Noah. I still do. I don’t even think about you that way. I still love Noah after all the heart break! You’re not even in my mind. “ I reply, my words harsh. “ Relax, I told you already. You’re not my type. I don’t even date girls like you, having sex is impossible. You don’t satisfy my taste. I like my girls a little curvy. So you can relax, nothing happened between us. “ He replies, his words feeling more like an insult. His voice sounding cold, losing the gentle touch it previously held.

he said. “Why not?” I ask him. “Because he’s not into you,” he replied and left. I grinned at him and murmurs, “I know that you are interested in her.” --

"What?" He looked away from her, clutching the small jewelry box he held in his right hand. "You're not the one for me," he repeated, sending another bomb to fall on her. "Before you think it's because you're not pretty enough or not good enough, that's not the reason. You're just not my type. It's also because I'm in love with someone else and I can't leave her for a stranger like you."

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”

Cleaning up the broken mirror and making myself look pretty again for him, because he doesn't like when I looked bad. I know what he did was to show me, remind me that he loves me. If he didn't care then he wouldn't react the way he did. Blake comes in to the room and says "you know Ana, I just want you to be the best version of yourself, that's why sometimes I have to do what you make me do. I love you but you need an adjustment", I silently agree nodding my head, that was his apology or what I justified as one, he shouldn't have to tell me twice.

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 don’t know you well enough to say.” “I wouldn’t.” He believed her. “Do you have a girlfriend?” she asked. “Do you think I’d get into a hot tub naked with you if I did?” “Yes.” He laughed. “I don’t have a girlfriend. I’m not really the commitment type.” “What type are you?” “The just-looking-for-a-good-time type.” “That’s too bad.” His heart sank. He wasn’t sure why. Usually if someone wasn’t interested he just blew it off. He ducked his head and lifted his gaze to meet her eyes. “Maybe you could change my mind.”

“He can have any woman he wants, so why settle for me?” “Well, that’s part of it, but it’s not the main part of it. If that was it, he would have booted you after that first night. He’s obviously waaay into you. The problem is, he’s waaay into you.” I frowned. “That makes no sense.”