I Hate Having A Crush Novels & Stories

Dear diary, Loving is hard. What's even harder is accepting the fact that no matter what, no matter how many efforts you put into it. You might never be loved back. I am not even sure if I am asking for love. A little less pain will work. To him, I am just some girl. He knows that I have a little crush on him, It hurts me to say that just a crush. But he doesn't cares. And why will he care? A lot of girls have a crush on him. But to me his flaws are perfection. I have pictured ourselves together living our perfect life. When I know that its not what he wants or its not like he will ever want that.

I turned to him and chuckled but he didn't turn, so I simply reverted my gaze back to the ceiling. “Well, the beating of the heart when the guy is around is the major thing, and then, blushing unnecessarily” I bit my lower lip. “The last crush I had was on a newbie who was even a junior by one level. He's probably a misogynist because the day he caught me blushing, he embarrassed me publicly” I laughed. “I stopped liking him after that. I guess my crush for him already expired. Like I said, my crush disappears in days and then my heart stops beating fast” I laughed again

Heat rushed up to my neck, followed by a defiant stab of irritation. “I’m not obsessed with Beaumont, Evie. I fucking hate him.” I tried to grab my phone again but she hid it behind her. “Give it back.” “Nope.” She shook her head, moving all around to keep me from my phone. “You’ve had this on repeat for days now. Even I don’t watch my crush’s videos this many times.” “That’s because I don’t have crushes, Evie. Never have and never will. Especially not on that asshole!”

“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?”

He asked almost in a whisper. “Just a bit.” “So, when are you planning to?” “I’m doing nothing of such. I hate being rejected so much.” “What makes you think she will reject you?” I laughed. “Because there is no way she would like me. Again, did she not just get over her crush with the boss?” “You acknowledged it yourself that it was a childish crush.” “I am not telling her anything.” “You should, who knows? She might feel the same way for you?” I shrugged.

He inquired after I attempted to go, "Did you not like him? You ought to confess your love to him." I turned to face him and grinned "How often do I need to say that I didn't love him? I simply had a crush on him. It's just a crush. Nothing more, please. I'll quit that as well now that I know he has a girlfriend. I came here to make it plain that I don't feel anything for him, so please stop making fun of me with him. If you did, I would only suffer harm. You got it, right?" He gave me a pitiful look as he nodded.

"Yeah, i kinda want him to stay even though he had always being bothering me. Please tell me, what's wrong with me?" "Just a simple explanation. You are in love with him," "No, no, no...at all...I have no crush for Ryan. He is so so above my level. Please, be serious for this once." "But I am being serious. You are in love with Ryan. It's just that you can't see it. You kept claiming that you don't love him, but you are crushing on him," "You must be crazy," "But I am not. Girl, that's how lots of girls says whenever they are crushing on a guy. You are in love with him."

Fuck I’d love to see her true curves if she fills out. I’ve never paid much attention to a female’s needs that I wasn’t related to, but I don’t hate it. There’s no reasoning to it, but Hannah isn’t the kind of female I could spend one night with and forget. I can’t even think about her trying to leave and it makes no sense. She’s nobody to me. *Is it the eyes? I think they’re throwing you off. Hmm, or her smell,* Crush says, confused.

I mean I like him and he is the most popular guy at school. He's good looking, plays piano and he sings too. God was in a good mood when He created Ben. Too bad, in his eyes, I'm just an ordinary girl. I'm not a nerd, not a bitch, just an ordinary girl. I can't believe I just made my highschool life miserable. I only have 2 months left before highschool ends, yet I made my crush hate me instead having him like me. I mean I'm going to Paris in 2 months so I guess Ben won't hate me for too long right?

She yelled angrily at me. “But he loves me,” I disclosed, smiling sheepishly like a young schoolgirl, who just found out what love meant. “How can you be so stupid? Having a crush on him, wasn't it just enough? You think he's gonna fall for you? Stop dreaming, Alice!” She scolded me. “Well, I don't care about that. Is having a crush on someone without ending up with the person worth it?” I giggled heartily.