I'm In Love With Him Novels & Stories

I, I love you like a (love song baby) love song, baby I, I love you (I love you, I love you) like a love song, baby And I keep hitting re-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat (like a love song) No one compares You stand alone, to every record I own Music to my heart that's what you are A song that goes on and on I, I love you like a love song, baby I, I love you like a love song, baby I, I love you like a love song, baby And I keep hitting re-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat I, I love you like a love song, baby I, I love you like a love song, baby I, I love you like a love song, baby I love you like a love song....❤ ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

The smile on my lips disappeared because of what I just realized. What? Me for him? I'm in love with him? I—I...that's impossible. I hate him. So, why would I feel differently about him? I don't love him. To be continued...

“Claim him! Lock it down! God, I need a man like that. All this love and spontaneous trips? You’re living the damn dream.” I sighed softly, the smile still playing on my lips. “You don’t know how happy I feel, Cam. Honestly, it feels like a dream sometimes. I have the man I’ve always wanted, and he loves me, really loves me. It’s so beautiful that part of me is afraid it’s not real, like I’ll wake up and it’ll all be gone.” “I love him, Cam. I love him so much, it hurts,” I said, my voice drifting into something soft and dreamy.

I’d always loved that song, especially its beginning. When it came to music and movies, I was a hopeless romantic. I loved all the cheesy stuff, the kind of things that girls enjoyed, which is um... another reason why some people think that I’m gay. That doesn’t make me gay. That’s ridiculous! Who’s to blame if I have better taste?

I'm sure I only like him. Love? Do I love him? God, I must be in love with him. . c.m. louden

"Every time you look at me I feel... and then I remember who you are and I want to vomit." Rihanna feels the words like a slap. She doesn’t cry. She just nods. "Okay." He stands. Grabs his keys. No tap-tap. At the door he stops. "I love you. But you’re my sister. Don’t make me hate you." He leaves.

𝗜 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗯 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗵𝗲 𝗷𝗲𝗿𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁. "𝖨sn't me being with you enough? I don't just let anyone touch me Ronan. I don't just let anyone kiss me. 𝖨 don't just let anyone make love to me. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 I don't say, "𝗜 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆 𝗼𝘂" 𝗍𝗈 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾.

He was falling in love with her. I'm so fucked.

I let out a slow breath, my voice quieter now as I said it again, not for confirmation, not for reassurance, just because it was true. “I’m in love with him,” I whispered.

Am I his lost love in the past or do I have someone else's faint member? "I love you!" He said in a whisper. I look up to gaze into his shocked eyes. Is this guy insane? How can he say he loves me? We don't even know each other like that but looking into his eyes, he seems serious but then, I'm sure he is not in love with me. He is in love with the person called Ivory whom I look alike. He keeps mistaking me for Ivory. I would have reacted to his words because only a few days of knowing him, even though it's always both of us glaring at each other, I feel it's like a lifetime. Every word he says sounds familiar and reaches for my heart. His presence sometimes makes me feel like I want him. L