How Do I Know If A Shy Guy Likes Me Novels & Stories

I gulped when she came closer. “What’s your deal with my best friend? Do you like her?” she asked and tilted her head while looking at me. I gulped once again. “Well it’s early to say that I like her, but I’m interested in her,” I said shyly while scratching my head in awkwardness. I can feel my face burning in embarrassment. She’s staring at me like she’s questioning my existence. “Yeah that’s safe enough to say,” she said and nodded her head. “So…. is she busy?”

I didn't want to ask that question before, but now, I found myself asking the question, and I was really shy about it. My face was red in embarrassment, making me try to distract myself when he finally spoke up. "I like you." His words shocked me to my bones,causing my eyes to snap towards him in urgency. "Yes, are you shocked about what I said?" His lips twisted to the side, making me notice that he was very shy. "I'm sorry if I went too deep into your personal life, I didn't mean to do that." I tried to cover up, but then there was nothing to be covered. He had already spoken out his feelings, he liked me.

"Oh sweetie, as daylight. At least for those with my kind of eye. So you guys are not dating?" "No… but we are friends until today it got awkward. We kinda almost kissed. At least that's what I thought." "Well, I can tell he likes you." "You think so?" "I more than think so after watching his reactions since you sat down but it seems he doesn't know how to get it on. You. Make the move. "Me?! Oh no. I can't. What are you even saying? I can't believe you'd even suggest that. For one, I've never asked a guy out. Let me rephrase that. I don't know how to ask a guy out or even been asked out before."

Brooklyn admitted. "Okay, look," Sasha started and took a deep breath. "I don't like the guy, he's dark and mysterious, he always looks moody as hell, and I can't get a judge of his character, but your eyes light up when you talk about him, even when you're arguing-" Brooklyn's eyes widened. "They do?" "You like him. And he obviously likes you. He has never taken an interest in a girl before you. There's something there and I think you should just stop avoiding it."

She asked, looking down at me. I shook my head a little before saying, “No. I don’t know.” “Okay. Um when I like someone I feel happy whenever they're around.” She started to explain. But, I could feel that there was more to it. “Does liking the way someone looks count?” I asked her. “Of course! If we’re talking about liking a potential lover then definitely. You will most likely notice their looks right away.” she told me. I nodded to myself. Could I like Levy? I did notice the way he looked when we first met.

"You must be used to being approached by boys. How do you give the impression that you accept them?" Aisha then replied that she did not know either. So, Aisha could not help me. Then, she said at length that the feeling of love would arise, it is up to in any way. In my opinion, Aisha's answer was a cliché. "Yes, I mean. If you like a guy, how do you show it if you accept him?" I asked again. "For example, you somersault in the air." "But, wait," I wondered, "Is there a guy that you like?"

"So, I was wondering—I mean, my friend has been wondering how she could find out if the guy actually likes her back or not. I don't have any experience with love, so I didn't know how to respond to her." "I also don't have any experience with love," she said. "But, you're a teenager, Winnie! I'm sure that you know much more than I do." She chuckled. "You're right. You came to the right person. I've witnessed these tropes plenty of times, so I can give you the perfect answer." I propped my elbows on the table and anticipated her advice. "I'm going to give you three things to look out for. First, he only acts that way with you. Not anyone else. Just you."

My eyes widened in shock. She liked me? She.....she really liked me? She liked a messed up guy like me? I couldn't believe my ears. My lips then lifted up, forming a wide smile on my face with happiness. She broke the hug and gave me a shy look making my heart skip a beat, her cheeks flushing with crimson red, making my lips crave for them. "You really like me?" I asked not believing this. She nodded and gave me a small shy smile. I just stared at her with so many emotions that I didn't know I had in me. I was so wrong....I was wrong about what I had thought in the beginning. This girl made me realize I had a heart that beats.....beats for her.

Because Jizan is always a bit of a serious type and doesn't move too much, but maybe, he is caring when it comes to the woman he loves. "How can you tell when you like the person?" I asked him. He raised his eyebrows because of what I said. "Why? Do you have someone you're not sure if you like?" He asked. I was shaken by him. "Well, just curious," I said. "Oh well, first you want to see him all the time. Second, you always miss him. Third, you don't want him talking to other women. Fourth, you want him to be yours. Lastly, if you're nervous whenever he's around." Oh? So that's how it is?