Letters To A Crush Novels & Stories

Thank you for reading "Love And Secrets❤️ I love you guys so much 🥺=== Fuck friendship! Fuck my fucking crush on him! Fuck their stupid fight! Fuck... Fuck everything! It's all fucking bullshit!

My insides churned with jealousy, frustration and melancholy. ★★★ Roshni How do you add 'xo' to the bottom of a letter when you have never ever kissed or hugged that person? How did he have such neat handwriting and he was studying medicine? And was he actually asking me out on an A4 page? Using 12 words?

More tears streamed down as Hazel slowly tore the letter open. "Hey Hazel Simons. Who do you think this is? One of your many secret admirers? Or a guy you have a crush on? Hey! You are not allowed to crush on any guy apart from me! I'm really writing this in the silliest way ever after all this is the first time I am doing it. It's me, Axel, your handsome and hot guy. Pretty head, I love you. I love you a lot. I have always loved you right from when I could recognize your face. You think of me as a bully, I know that but I am just doing that so I can stay relevant in your life for as long as possible. But hey! Are you this dumb? You can't be just a pretty head like I call you. You should hav

I glare at the letter like a hawk and wish I had superpowers so I could burn it with my sheer mind. "I wonder why he gave me a letter..." Michelle wonders aloud and turns tomato red upon noticing my eyes. I'm inches from her face and stare into her eyes. She shrinks back into her seat, yet I keep my gaze on her. "Isn't it obvious?" I growl. Her lips tremble. "Uh, no? It's not." Is she stupid? Probably. I sigh. "Harold gave you a love letter, Michelle. It's probably filled with all kinds of cheesy and dumb lovey-dovey stuff. What do nerds even write to each other: you make my heart race like a Mario kart?"

The familiar loops of my teenage handwriting stared back at me, messy and unrefined, but undeniably mine. "January 12th. I saw Logan today in the hallway. The moment he looked at me, my heart felt as though it was about to burst. He appeared to be so serious. He’ll never notice me like that, though. He’s Patty’s boyfriend, and she’s perfect. Ugh, why am I even writing this?" My throat tightened, and I flipped further. Page after page, it was all there—my secrets, my insecurities, my dreams. The crush I thought I’d hidden so well.

I said, then drank the fresh smoothie. "Ugh, I also want to have a complicated love like that. You want him to love you, but you don't want to love him because you want to win him over by making him beg for your love." Jessy sighed deeply and rolled his eyes. My phone notification sounded again. As soon as I saw it was from Laird, I immediately focused on my phone. ‘Having breakfast?’ "Jessy! He's asking if I’m having breakfast now. What should I reply?" I was panicking.

“I need to tell you something, Lee. And I don’t want you to—I mean, you can react however you want, but just... let me get it out, okay?” My pulse kicked up. “Jeremy, you’re freaking me out. What is it?” He took a deep breath. “I’ve had a crush on you since we were twelve.” The words hung between us, heavy and sudden. I blinked. “What?” “I didn’t know how to say it back then. And then after high school we drifted, and I figured... it didn’t matter.” His fingers tightened around his glass. “But seeing you again—Lena, I missed you. And I realized I don’t want to lose you a second time.”

“It's such a pity she doesn't like me back.” “She?” He looked up sharply, dropping his hand back. “Oh. I guess… Just give her some time.” He reached for the file next to his work laptop and opened it. “You don't expect your crush to like you back. It's a miracle when they do, but most times, that miracle doesn't happen. So don't get your hopes up.” Hearing him speak, I got this insane idea. I sat on the chair opposite him and leaned on the table, putting the innocent look I'd practised countless times in place.

“Your letter. In the time capsule.” Her stomach dropped. She looked up at him, eyes wide. “I—that was just… a silly thing. I wasn't thinking straight..... It didn’t mean anything—” Don’t lie,” he cut her off gently. " You meant it, Maya." Maya's face turned red. “Stop. I—It was just a crush. No, I mean Just—” “I feel the same way,” Ethan said quietly. “I always have Maya.” Maya was not sure if she was hearing right.

to have a relationship with a guy you had a crush on. Just don't waste your young years baby..Go! Follow your heart! Love! There's nothing greater than love!"