In Love With An Idiot Novels & Stories

she says as simply as that. I wipe my eyes and know that my tears won't be private. I make the hot tea and we sit on the couch. "He's an idiot. What does the crappy Scorpions team have that the Pronghorns don't?" I don't bother breaking into her tangent with facts because she's saying what I feel. And yes, the man I love is an idiot.

Ten years ago, a fire broke out at my school. I saved four friends, but the flames left me an idiot. The four of them stood beside my hospital bed and cried, swearing they would spend the rest of their lives making it up to me. They were afraid I would get bullied, so they gave up their spots at two of the country's top universities and went to community college with me instead. They were afraid someone would trick me into leaving them, so the other three pushed Joshua Summers to confess his feelings for me. I had once said I envied people who lived in houses that didn't leak, so all four of them saved every cent they had and bought me a house for Joshua and me to live in after we marrie

"I spent my whole life wanting to know my mother. And now I have a piece of her. A place she dreamed of. A sister who loved her enough to destroy her and spend forty years trying to make it right." "That's complicated." "It's human." I turned to face him. "I used to think love was simple. That if you loved someone, you'd never hurt them. Now I know it's not true. Love is messy. It fails. It betrays. But it also builds. It rebuilds. It keeps trying." Adam pulled me close. "That's what we did. Kept trying." "And we're still trying." We stood there, the city lights below, the night sky above.

I’ll be mad at everyone—living and healthy beings. “I know that he loves me back, but it would be evil of me. Why put him through that?” “Why don’t you let him decide that?” I say. Amelia’s tear-filled eyes connect with mine. I wipe the tears on her cheek with the back of my hand. “He’s going to say yes. He’s an idiot.” “Your idiot,” I correct. Love is stupid. Love is wicked. It heals as much as it hurts. And it feels so good with the right person. It’s like chips in ice-cream. Until it’s not.

Big Hug. When I love you, I will trust you blindly. I will believe all your promises. I will not doubt it when you express how you feel for me. I will understand more than you tried to explain when you mess up. I will say sorry to myself from your side. I will forgive you. I will open my arms again. I will love you the same, again. That’s how stupid I become when I love someone. It’s idiotic, I know. But it’s also pure, so pure that it hurts my heart for loving someone with so much purity.

"Are you saying that because your shoulder is better now?" "No.... Yes. And I miss waking up to your pretty face. I want to make that permanent." "I would really love that. Can I ask a favor?" "Can we get married after my brothers do?" "I'm okay with that. As long as you don't change your mind." "Change my mind?" "Yeah. Maybe you have come to a realization of how stupid I am. I'm an idiot." "You're my idiot, I love all of you, I love everything."

I set the paper straight and I was shocked seeing it. 'Stella, I don’t know how you would feel after reading this. I tried so hard to not tell you and to not bother you but I can’t control myself, Stella. I have to say this and you have to listen to me this time. I LOVE YOU, STELLA.' My heart skipped a beat reading that. All of a sudden my tears of sadness turned as the tears of happiness. It was really hard for me to believe what I was reading. 'I know it’s too late for everything. I know you want to forget me and you won’t love me anymore. As you always said, I’m really an idiot, Stella. An idiot, who always take right decisions in the wrong time and wrong decisions in the right time.'

"I'm such an idiot." He started to push up off me, but I gripped onto his biceps and wrapped my legs around his waist, keeping him in place. "No. Don't go." His voice was cold. "Gimme a good damn reason I shouldn’t.” "Because I’m crazy in love you." Instantly, his eyes softened, his lips fighting a smile. "Yeah?" "Yeah." "That's the ultimate truth? You’re not just lying because you wanna have sex?"

He laughed humorlessly as I hear him walking towards me, he pulled me roughly to look at him, "Do you think you have choices to make? Love, No. Right? Wait, I will give you two option," He began, rubbing his hands together, " First, Get ready, Smile, marry me and be happy, or second, don't get ready, don't smile, don't marry me and stay unhappy when people around here will call you my whore, even tho if I don't touch you, then don't blame me. " "I don't care!" "Really? let's see then the right choice is yours make. " He utters softly, moving back as he called some maids, "Ladies, please, help her to get ready on time. "

But still, why is he so rude? I mean last night, he'd been different. What's going on with him? "He sure is something else" Amy says from behind me and I flinch. "When did you get here?" I ask and she shrugs with a smile on her face. "Not long, but long enough to hear him accuse you of forcing yourself on him. He's a jerk" "Come on, let's go to class" "Wait, did you hear about the new girl? Her name's Diva. Weird, huh?" Amy says and I frown.