Novel & Cerita How Much I Like Him Her

He hadn’t seen her like this in years—not guarded, not angry, just…done. He took a step after her. “Wait.”His voice cracked.“Do you really like him?”

I leaned in and asked her in a low voice, with a hint of teasing in my voice. “I don't know. You see, I think I really like him, and I let him kiss me, but he's so mean, getting angry at me for no reason. He even ate alone but didn't feed me, so I'm angry at him. I can also throw a tantrum.” I had stopped listening after she said she liked me; my gaze was fixed on her moving lips, which made my eyes darken and my throat tighten as I stared at her. She said she liked me! Not just like, she really liked me.

But why does her heartaches to that thought. Do I already like him? why so fast? how?

Is it time to self-evaluate my character? She likes me? She likes me for who I am!? She appreciates my courage to do what I like? Do I like all the girls I have slept with? No! Infact, I don’t like or dislike them. They are just for pleasures! She likes me for growing Bruno and Tiger? She has blind courage I should say. She gets in my home and talks about me to my parents and tells them that she likes me! Wow!

"Perceiving how clear you are, in case he's not thick obviously he'll know." Out of nowhere Hayan's face drops and he looked miserable. "Do you think he feels nauseated by me? Since I admire him, despite the fact that I'm a man as well?" Sean could feel his eyes jerking, irritated by Hayan's opinion. "What's revolting with regards to that?" He pummels the table in disturbance. "Love has no sexual orientation, Hayan, so go ahead and like whoever you want to like! Furthermore, if that individual ever feels nauseated by you..."He makes a clench hand and scowls at nobody."I'll ensure they'll never see the day's end!"

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.

"No, it's just… before, I had taken a liking towards you because of something else—your body, your personality, your face. But now, this fondness within me that flows around you, reminds me that I like you because… you're just you." "Does that even make sense?" She asked. "I like you for who you are, Charlotte—and nothing else," I said with a smile. This sudden confession shook her and to myself. I didn't know why, life was filled with confusion, yet I still wanted to express what my heart was telling me. "Say," Charlotte said, letting go of me, staring at my face. "What are your likes and dislikes?" She asked, with a grin. I pinched her cute, and rosy cheeks as I answered, "My likes are you

She held hers out. “Pinkie promise.” He agreed and locked his with hers. “So, will you be my girlfriend?” “Yes.” “Woo.” He kissed her. “I'm very curious to know. What do you like about me?” “Well, you have a nice ass, sexy legs and thicc thighs.” “You’ll need a PowerPoint presentation to convince me to not throw you out the window.”

“Do you like me?” “What? Of course I do.” I tell her surprised. “I don't mean like just as a person. You like everyone.” She turns her head to look at me, her cheek resting on my upper thigh and her silvery eyes holding mine intensely. “I mean, do you like me in a different way. Because I like you how Marty likes Willie. The longing stares and the anxiety of it all. But I can't decide if you like me in the same way or if you are just nice to me because you are the nicest person in the world.”

I said closing my eyes, and when I didn't hear anything I opened my eyes, I can not read her expression, she just stared at me. "He likes you?" she asked, how do I answer that, I mean we kissed but I can't judge from that yet. "Good for you," she said to be surprise "What use is he to me, I am no longer in your world, he loathes me," she said "But he has no idea I am not you," I said "Trust me, even with our similarities, there is a difference, he doesn't like me, he can't stand me and if he kissed you, it's you he likes, not the face I promise you, I have tried all my best and nothing worked," she said