It's Not Like That Novels & Stories

Leon suggested. "We can't do that," Paul replied. "Why not?" he wondered. "We're the silent, faraway admirers," Arthur responded seriously, making Leon chuckle. "The silent, faraway what?" Leon asked, confused yet amused. "We're the type of people who, when we see how happy and healthy our crush is, we're just happy and contented," Arthur explained. "We admire her from afar, appreciating her from a distance without needing anything in return," Paul added. "Yeah, we're like silent guardians, silently rooting for her happiness," Edward chimed in.

Becca said. "Well, I never said I love him, I only said, I like him" "Like and love are both the same, Sihana!" Crystal cried out. "No, no, no. You're getting it all wrong. Like and love is totally different. You can't say, maybe, I'm only attracted to him at the moment. Maybe, it's just an infatuation or something. Maybe, I didn't feel anything that deep for him yet. I'm just saying"

"Why are you looking at me like that? Do you like me that much?" I coughed hard after wrongfully swallowing my saliva. Damn! "W-what?!" I scoffed, "Excuse me, Mr. Mateless Alpha, but I think you're mistaken. I don't like you. Fine! You're hot, but that doesn't mean I like you. I mean, come on! It's so unnatural of me to like you. It's very impossible!" I rolled my eyes. I don't know which person am I trying to convince... Was it him or was it myself?

or a classmate? He can't possibly like me... like, a like-like kind of thing, right? Does he like me as in relationship kind of like or just fling king of like? Just how much more confusing can he get? For someone as slow like me, I don't understand what he means by that!

I nеvеr thоught thеrе wаѕ аn еxсерtіоn. “Thеrе wаѕ thаt аѕ wеll, Iz, guуѕ have a dіffеrеnt way of еxрrеѕѕіng thеmѕеlvеѕ. Truѕt me whеn I say wе dоn’t аlwауѕ gеt it right, ѕоmеtіmеѕ thе thіng wе еnvіѕіоn іn our hеаd dоеѕn’t асtuаllу mаtсh the оutсоmе.”

I wondered why they would be of the opinion that Lucas and I were a thing in progress, when we weren’t even a plan, not even an imagination. I didn’t take too much offense with her words, she was obviously a desperate girl who had nothing but popularity and hot boys to hold unto. I wouldn’t understand what that feels like so I didn’t judge. I knew Lucas had a thing for me, I mean I would be a fool to not notice, but I was also wise enough to know that thing could be anything but “like”. He could never like me maybe never even like anyone. I’m not judging him or anything, I’m just taking his words for it.

Remember your preparation, you don't need a reason to not want to leave the world peacefully. Right. That's exactly it. Thanks for that inner voice, I thought you're useless. "Look, I'm not easy to deal with. I'm not like your typical, sexy, beautiful type of girl. Im sorry but I can't" I just can't. Not because I don't like him. There I admit, I do like him. But not like I super like him to the point where I could say that I'm in love, just infatuated. He's handsome for crying out loud, that I will not deny.

“If you think you don't need me in the future,then go ahead and ignore me. I remain the manager that assigns roles, whatever you need in the future lies with me. You scratch my back, and I grease your elbow. It's a win-win thing. I think you should please me and play your cards well” Junxi Li snorted. He hadn't gotten between her legs in a while. He had sneaked from home with the excuse that there's an audition overnight and his wife believed him. Why wouldn't she believe him? He's tired of having sex with her. He'd fucked her too often that he feels she's not so elastic and firm anymore. Just two kids and she is so watery.

"They care for her, they are just showing it in the most stupidest ways. They say and I roll my eyes. The conversation stopped their and we just enjoyed being in each other presents. One day our humans will be like this. They just need to get their heads on straight.

"Yeah, I'm done, I just hope you realize how ridiculous you were being." "I want a break up, Don," she said, the words falling between them on the laminate table, clean and sharp as a scalpel. Don froze, his hand hovering over his tablet, his eyes widening in complete disbelief. "What? What are you talking about? A break up? Because of a missed lunch date? Yolande, don't be dramatic."