I Do Like Her Novels & Stories

“You already know who I like.” “Why her? She doesn’t like you now.” “And why me? I don’t like you neither.” She was a little bit startled at what I said. She did not expect me to said that. I am just being honest here. “I can make you like.” “And I can make her like me too.” “Khai!” She raised her voice a little bit.

And I sighed, tried again. "I really like her," I admitted. "Like... Oh God, I really, really like her. But I don't think she's..." "Into girls?" "Yeah." "Ugh. What's got you confused? You're usually really good at reading stuff like this."

She is making me not like her at all. ***

I like her even more now. 💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨

"Oh god, you know how much I know you sweetie, you like her... a lot...now tell me if I am wrong" And now I am stop with that thought, the word like is not the issue now, she is wearing the face and the body of the person I am in loved with but she is not her...she is way different, so I am not sure if I like her, maybe, within me I am, but I cannot go far with this, she never mention to me that we can go far either... "I like her as who she is, as friends, she is nice mom but if you are asking about the other things, I dont think she is really what she tries to show me"

"They don't even know what I'm capable of doing to them but for the meantime, I'ma gonna use them both to my maximum satisfaction." My friendship with Roman was on the crazy level already because I couldn't really describe what I felt for him although deep down, I knew my heart was connected to his at some point. I was still thinking about the whole thing when a soft drag on my hair jolted me back to reality. "Ohh, daydreamer. I've been calling you all this while but it's definitely obvious that your mind isn't here. So, tell me what's bothering you my sweet Anna?" Roman had this charming personality of being nice to people and giving then listening ears if they needed any.

I replied nervously but I still managed to say it out without sounding like a schoolgirl who just met her crush. He wants to know more about me? What do I do for fun again? I pondered within myself as his voice snapped me out of my thoughts. "What about your likes and dislikes?...there must be something you like doing Anna everyone has that,isn't that so?" He asked,and he seemed really interested in me. "Well I don't actually go out much but I like reading books and educational novels " I replied. I gave myself a high five in my mind because I answered it without stammering but saying I only like books was not actually a good idea.

Picking up her phone, she sent him a brief text. "Come home soon, I miss you 💝 “

With her, I learned that there was a difference between knowing how to read someone and understanding someone. She was easy to read, yet hard to understand. “No.” Her answer came quick and blunt and I do not know why it had hurt me. I might have actually wanted her to like me so bad. True. “I do not like you. Your personality is a ‘red flag’ and it irks me,” she said, not tearing her eyes off mine. “Then… What can I do to make you like me?” I asked her. “Nothing, Mr. Preston. Absolutely nothing,” she said and then turned around.

She was going to become a better person. When we finally woke up, she threw one leg over mine and smiled at me. "Is it just me or are our brains wired together?" I laughed and climbed off the bed. "Would you love it if we were wired the same way?" "Yes!" She said without hesitating. I loved the enthusiasm in her voice." I would fucking love it, Finn." "So does that mean you like me?" "Like crazy, Finn. Like crazy." Throughout the whole time we got ready, all I could think of were those words she used.