How To Get Your Crush Notice You Novels & Stories

We just stared at each other for maybe five minutes. I told him that he can now tell about what happened in his day. But he said, it will be later. "What? Are we just going to stare?" "Ten seconds more," he said. "Why?" "I still want to look at you. It seems like I haven't seen you in a while." I couldn't help but suffer. It's not new to me, because every time we have a video call, he always says that. "Don't worry, you'll see your crush tomorrow. You'll see me tomorrow," I said proudly.

On the day we took our college graduation photos, a chubby girl holding a bouquet of roses stepped in front of me. Her voice was trembling with nervousness, "Alex Quinn, I like you!" I stopped in my tracks and gave her a smile. "Thank you for liking me, but I'm not interested in dating." I glanced at my reflection in the glass door. Tall and slender, with a fair complexion and smooth features, I was dressed in a gray tracksuit and sneakers.

What important thing they were talking about? But it was wrong to sneak on people’s phones right? It was crazy, disrespectful, and every bit paranoid. Yet I still pressed on the home button again. His phone was locked as expected, but his notifications all had previews. The two most recent texts on top were from Lia which was only just sent seconds before. Lia: Josh, you said you’ll call but I haven’t heard from you. Lia: We have to talk. I have something very important to tell you.

I didn't possess any secret admirer, even if I will have one in the future, not so fast, just the second day in school, so I was really curious as to who would have dropped this and decided to open and see what is it. “WHORES LIKE YOU DON’T DESERVE LOCKERS" "YOU SHOULD STAY AWAY FROM HIM" #YOU KNOW WHO#… I read out loud before tightening my fist. "Do they have to do this? I haven't said anything, and it's just a crush which no one knows yet, a crush..." "A crush!" I almost jumped out of my skin, when I heard that voice behind me, I closed my locker and held my chest. "You! Why are you stalking me?"

I said. "But what if he sees me as just a little girl? I'll be heartbroken." She mumbled. "You're simply dealing with the inevitable. It's better your heart is broken now and you get over it than you keep holding onto a crush that you don't know the fate of. Better now than never." Clara said. "I guess you guys are right." She sighed. "Good. Because I have the perfect way to get your crush so super jelly. Four words: flirting with other men." I winked at her.

I had never accepted my invitations to dates. But, that is all about to change. I am finally going out on a date with my crush. Fuck, it is something out of my wildest dreams. I pick up my phone and tap on Nathan's name. I have to read the message again. I can't just stop myself. I can't get enough of the words and the way he has written them. The message begins. "Hey, Olivia. I am so sorry for not following up with you after the concert. I hope you have not forgotten we agreed to go on a date. So yeah, let's make that happen..."

Why did it bother me so much that she was going to see another guy? I exhaled sharply. “It’s nothing,” I muttered. “I’m just looking out for her.” Then my phone buzzed. I exhaled and picked it up, expecting… I don’t even know what but when I saw the name on the screen— My chest tightened. Isabella Moreau. I frowned slightly and opened the message. Let’s break up. My heart dropped. My eyes scanned the rest.

I muttered. I saw her swallow hard "Uh, what favour?” " "I need you to take a video. And a picture. Of me," I said confidently, passing the phone to her. “A picture? A video. Are you into only fans now, Lu?” She asked, her eyes widening a bit as she scratched the back of her. I laughed.." Of course not, you are thinking all sorts of things. I want to send it to my crush. You know, the woman I told you about," I added, letting the words hang there, casual.

“I'm–” This time I cut him off. I cut him off by grabbing his neck, pushing myself up on my toes, and kissing him. A year of having a crush on him. Weeks of seeing him at the club, of submitting to him. It is all surging through my body, and my brain no longer has any control. It’s like ecstasy is flooding through me, and I’m chasing the high.

I turned to look at him and I caught him staring at my back, leaning his back against the door with his arm crossed. Damn! Now he would know I have a flat ass. “Thank you so much,” I managed to utter, looking down at my entwined fingers. “You can call on a maid if you need anything” He simply says, ignoring my gratitude and without sparing me another glance, he stepped out of the room. Immediately I shut the door after him, I screamed happily and started jumping from one place to another. I couldn't be more happy. My wishes were finally coming true. I would be staying under the same roof with my celebrity crush!