How To Make A Girlfriend Cry Novels & Stories

I wasn’t in the mood for this—not now and not today, not after the rare joy I’d felt. “Katrina…” I exhaled heavily, searching for words that wouldn’t sound cruel. “The thing is—I don’t even feel like you’re my girlfriend. Okay? I’ve been trying. I tried to force myself to feel something, anything, for you… but I can’t.” The silence that followed was deafening. Her eyes widened, then filled with tears that rolled down her cheeks in quick succession. She shook her head like I’d just ripped the ground out from under her feet.

He plays girls only. I was crying while looking out the window. This is painful, at first, I thought it was okay because I accepted we would never be together. I stopped myself but my tears fell. It feels good to wail and scream to reduce the pain felt. Why did I agree to let him use me? I can't stop myself, my feelings for him are pouring out. Am I crazy? I know he’s not my boss, but why is this? The more I restrained myself the more I fell in love with him. In order to stop crying, I took a shower and go out so I wouldn't look miserable there.

I took my attention away from them to face my girlfriend, her face was pale, that’s the Ac I guess? Her eyes were dull, couldn’t find the flickering light in her eyes whenever I look at them. I felt a stink in my heart. “I pulled her close to my body, inhaling her scent, she squeezed me tightly and my heart snakes deep in my chest. I felt her warm tears on my shirt, I tried to fight mine, but it was too late as the warm liquid flowed down freely along cheeks, what a beautiful to cry I thought to myself, cause I’m starting to think I’ve got no more tears to shed, but here I am.

[Lily's POV] Crying is an art. Not the loud kind where you wail and sob until your face is a mess of streaky tears. That’s too crude — anyone can do it. But something else… slightly reddened eyes, damp lashes, lips trembling ever so slightly, a voice that catches in your throat before breaking free. The key lies in restraint. You have to make the person across from you feel like you’re ‘trying hard to hold it in but couldn’t,’ rather than ‘putting on a show.’

What now, Shiloh? “Wh–Why are you crying?”I ask her so confused but she just blares. I look at her as my mouth hangs for a moment. I can't keep up on what is happening. “S–Stop crying”, I said as I don't know how to calm her down. How the hell can I make a girl stop from crying? Should I tap her back? Her head? Should I hug her using my strong arms?

I let out when she starts crying again, "That's not true, we’re both super desperate to be your friends. And we just made a pact to spoil you harder than ever because all we want is to make sure you’re happy.” "Wait, really?" She stops crying to ask. I nod, "Spoil me how?" "I don't know, by doing anything you want if that means you'll stop this," I point at her wet face. I lift the edge of my shirt and grab the back of her face to wipe her tears and snot with it, making her complain again. I don't care, "Are you done crying now?" Bobbie nods but she's still trying to regulate her breathing. I give her a few seconds but then I hug her again because I can’t help it.

So, he’s jealous to me, gosh, I never think that Raycon will be jealous to me too. “Brother, that is a bit unreasonable! She’s my girlfriend and I can’t even lie to her. I miss her so much, so how can I keep acting that I don’t know her, e?” He explains and hold my hands. “Oh, stop blushing! You make me anger even more.” He pointed his finger to me, “you woman was crying every single seconds but look at you now, you are happy to the point that you become a ripe tomatoes.” He tease me.

She lowers back down, and I step back. “I think we should head in,” I say, but then she starts sniffling, and in no time, tears are streaming down her face. “What? Are you fucking crying?” I ask, exasperated. She glares at me, and I run my hands through my hair, unsure of what to do. “You’ll never love me,” she blurts out. My brows crease. I can sense she’s about to manipulate me. We never put a label on whatever this is. I made it clear I don’t do girlfriends, so I don’t know why she’s making a fuss now.

he stopped her She began to cry. "Why are you crying?" "I am feeling so heartbroken and chartered. I hate my life," she said hitting her hand on the table like a two years old kid. Aaron chuckled and she turned over to give him a frown. "Stop laughing at me. Your girlfriend which is my friend also cheated on you. So stop laughing and drink with me!" She snapped at him

he declared. "Awww, that's so romantic," I cooed teasingly. "Other boyfriends want to make their girlfriends smile, but you want to make me cry." That earned a chortle from him. "You know, you could think of it as part of our lesson. Crying is a powerful emotion which is linked to love," he mused, smiling knowingly at me. I guess that explained why some people cried after a proposal. Seriously, if it were up to me I'd just be like, 'yeah, whatever' and let him put the ring on my finger. Ok, maybe not exactly that, but you get the idea.