Jokes To Tell Your Crush นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She's hilarious and I think I just hit the jackpot by picking her as my friend here. "So you have a crush? Who's the unlucky man?" I joked and she pouted at me. "I'm not telling you because if I tell someone who my crush is, it might not come true." "Who told you that?" "My father." She said proudly and I shook my head.

My first crush was when I was eleven, I was crushing on my math teacher. At first, I was normal around him, it was just a student-teacher thing. He was nice to me and before I knew it, I suddenly lost the ability to speak in front of him or look him in the eyes. All I did was splutter, blathered, or stuttered like a fool. My face and neck were always red, my hands would shake like no man's business. In conclusion, I acted like an idiot and never said anything good when I had a crush. Luckily, my crush tend to die fast, it died in two weeks. The same thing went with my second crush at thirteen and he was my age. I made a complete fool out of myself but fortunately, it died in exactly two week

“What is it?” “It’s not that easy, you need to take some risks,” “What do I need to do?” “You should ask the person right away if you doubt that he’s having a crush on you,” “Hey, don’t joke. I am asking you seriously,” Naomi frowns. “It’s simple, Nat. Just follow your instincts. If a person has a crush on you, he will look at you when you aren’t looking at him. He will smile at you for your stupid jokes, he will hang out with you if he gets a chance, and finally, he will find out everything you do either by asking you or from others,” Julia finishes.

My silence extended for too long, while I was lost in my thought, not sure of where to start from. “I mean…” Max chuckled awkwardly, sensing my take back. “Since when your high school crush left you,” he teased, gesturing to himself. That broke the tension I felt. I laughed a little. ‘Yeah everyone knew I had a crush on him’. Well he also liked me. “I never had a crush on you,” I lied in a playful way. “You were the one crushing on me.” Max laughed, genuinely. That deep, warm kind of laugh that felt like a blanket on a cold night. I could see he was happy.

Laura teased me. "Shut up Laura, calm down. Don't say anything out too loud, everyone could hear you." I told her and she giggled. I knew it is never a good idea to tell your friends about a crush. And now Laura was acting like a freak again. I felt like punching me in the face. Could I not have fallen for someone else? Even the idea of having a crush on Jason the nerd felt good right now, coz he was not Jaden, and he wasn't Laura's best friend. I was really freaking out.

He said nuzzling his nose in my hair. "Yup" I yawned "I would tell you what I like, but you're sleepy so I'll tell you tomorrow" He smiled. I moved closer to him as I said "Should I tell you a joke?" He chuckled "Okay, tell me" "Seven billion faces in the world, but yours is the only one I wanna sit on" He bursted into laughter "Jeez Vanilla, sex jokes". His hand tightened on my waist, I smiled feeling content at the sound of his laughter.

“We are just going out, nothing serious.” “Nothing serious? Are you saying that you get to be with your crush and it is nothing serious?” He shrieked with a squeal at the same time. “I am just saying that you can't tell anyone.” “Who am I going to tell? The president? Girl, please.” "Yeah, you can't tell him either," I joked. Even I was shocked at how much I had grown. If it were a month ago, I would throw him a distasteful look.

That was so sweet. I checked his near vicinity. Was this some kind of a prank set up by his jock friends? “You came all the way here to apologize to me?” I asked him bluntly. He shrugged, “not really.” “Then why?” I asked, “Is this some kind of a prank?” He frowned, “Prank?” “Yeah.” Because everyone knows that I have a crush on you and they just want to have a little laugh on behalf of Sweet-Potato Emily. He shook his head, “I don’t know what you’re talking about Emily-Mae.” He looked genuinely clueless, he seemed far too honest for it to be acting. He slowly climbed the steps to my door.

When she sees I don't share her joke, she stutters as she goes to speaking again. "Uh, this may sound weird, but I just want to ask if you've seen...um, how do I even put this? I mean, it's not like I have a crush on him but I just notice to see you both together most of the time. And oh," her eyes go big, "please refrain from thinking maybe you guys are gay. I mean, you're masculine...and ripped and all of that, and so is he too, so I..." "Who are you talking about?" I'm mentally exhausted from her beating around the bush. My brows are furrowed. I'm really not sane to be in this situation.

Then he said, “What if the person I like is right in front of me?” I froze. For a moment, I thought I misheard him. “What?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. He smiled a little, but his eyes didn’t leave mine. “You asked who my crush is. It’s you, Tessa.” My heart began to beat fast too fast. “You’re joking,” I said quickly, half-laughing, half-nervous. “I’m not,” he said softly. “I’ve liked you for a while now. I just didn’t know how to tell you.”