How To Make A Your Crush Like You นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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.

“Don’t do this. Don’t do that. You can’t talk to this person. You’re too naive. You’re boring. You’re this. You’re that.” He looked stunned. “You’re so annoying,” I said, my voice shaking now. “Do you know that?” He ran a hand through his hair. “You’re drunk.” “You are lucky I like you, unless—” I stopped, swaying slightly. His expression changed. “What?” he asked quietly. “You like me?” I laughed. A soft, broken laugh. “Like you?” I whispered. “I don’t like you.” He didn’t move. “I love you.”

She honestly tried understanding this world and failed but the best she can do is not engage in topics that will make her sound like a self righteousness, condemning fool in their eyes. "Relax Lucas. Stop the self- pity Leo. Okay, pretend I am your crush. How would you speak to me?" "Uh. I don't think-" "Trust me, do not think. Feel. It means nothing now but tomorrow your crush might fall head over heels for you."

hoping to never set foot in here again. Getting in a cab, I let out a long sigh, an arrowy pain penetrating my chest. Turning my phone back on, I tapped on the search bar and typed. How to hate your crush? Till reaching home, my mind was fully motivated and buzzing with ideas for the future. You gotta love the internet for it, always there for when we need. Biting on the ice-cream of self-pamper, I stretched my hand to reach the knob when voices halted me.

I pinch my fingers to show a tiny gap. “That small? How can I make it bigger?” “A kiss might nudge my heart a bit.” He chuckles and captures my lips. I melt into his arms, feeling lucky to have someone so caring. My body ignites at his touch—if this is how relationships should feel, I’ve been doing it wrong my whole life. He pulls away, and I sigh, eyes still closed, savoring it. “So, has your crush grown?” I open my eyes and smile. “Hmm, it’s grown into liking you—just a little.”

Do I say something to break whatever hold I seem to have on him? I can just imagine Kelly yelling at me “Girl, yes! Let that fine ass man stare at you!” In all honesty, she’d probably slap me in the back of the head for all my self doubting thoughts. It’s a little unnerving. Not because it’s creepy but it’s starting to feel like it’s moving into serious crush territory. I don’t know if I’m ready for that. In all honesty, I don’t know what to think about it. Distract him. Distract him, you idiot.

“Brittney, I was wondering if you’d join me for a drink. There’s a place nearby.” The words felt surreal, as though I’d stepped into Someone else’s life. I couldn’t believe my boss, my high school crush, was asking me out. For a while, I just stood there, staring at him, my pulse racing in confusion. But as tempting as the idea was, I couldn’t accept. “I appreciate the offer,” I muttered, trying to steady my voice. “But I really can’t.” His brows furrowed slightly, but his face remained composed. “Can’t, or won’t?”

She recoils slightly, her hands smoothing over her lap as she searches for her dignity. She lets out a sarcastic laugh. “Haha! I’m just teasing you. I’m sorry,” she whispers, the "ice queen" facade cracking just enough to show the bruise underneath. “I didn’t mean to… I couldn’t help myself from seeing how you’d react.” “It’s cool,” I say quietly, my voice steady. “Really, Megan. It’s fine.” She nods, unable to meet my eyes now. She looks away, focusing intently on a yellow highlighter cap. “When you’re ready for the surprise party stuff… just let me know. The offer stands. No strings.”

Summer said sarcastically which made Winter roll her eyes. "Thank you, Lady Summer, it would soon be your turn" "Well I'm not the one who is obsessed with a guy who don't know me and keep rejecting suitable candidates for him" Summer shrugged. Winter's nose flared, she hated it when someone reminded her of the fact that her crush doesn't know who she was and the annoying sister of hers just had to be the one rubbing salt on her wound. "Like I said, it would be your turn soon. Wait for it, let's see who will have the last laugh"

He is attractive, and I could develop a crush on him if I don't keep my guard up. "Lots of k-kissing," I nod at him. "Got it." Kissing Maddox and entering a fake relationship with him—what could possibly go wrong?