Likes And Dislikes List Novels & Stories

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It scratched across my nerves, making me want to lean forward to see what she’s writing about me. “So.” She dragged her gaze back to me. “Why do you think Liam disliked Gerard?” I paused, thinking. “It started when Gerard took first position in school. My father began comparing me to Gerard. Liam hated it.” I stared at her. “Liam began disliking him because I disliked him.” “Liam disliked who you disliked, and liked who you liked?” I nodded. “And do you do the same thing?” She asked. “Dislikes who he dislikes, and likes who he likes?”

Or a birthday cake? She groaned as she flipped through the pages, remembering she had already gone through the first ten things about him on the list. Resuming from the eleventh on the list, she read through, her eyes widening at every word. 11. He doesn’t allow anyone into his house. 12. He isn’t a fan of animals. All animals. 13. He hates the rain. 14. He can’t stand tardiness or lateness of any sort. 15. His work is a priority and comes before anything else

"You're the petty one!" Keegan chuckled and pinched her earlobe, his gaze gentle. "It's because of her that we broke up. How could I possibly like her? Besides, Jaylene doesn't actually like me. She likes the Keegan she's imagined." Jaylene thought that he didn't like Chinese food, but in reality, he loved it; he just didn't like spicy food. Jaylene thought that he liked medium-rare steak, but he actually hated it when there was blood oozing out; it was like eating raw meat to him and he despised it. Jaylene thought that he liked red wine, but in reality, despite his moderate tolerance for alcohol, he preferred aromatic white wine. Jaylene thought that he liked Americano coffee, but he actua

It was spotless, except for a piece of paper. I picked it up. This was the only odd thing I had seen in his room. I sat on the bed with it. My name and Lisa scribbled on it. Lavanda likes chicken. Lisa prefers more chocolate to any flavor. Lavanda doesn't like broccoli and fish. Lisa prefers kisses on the forehead to hugs. Lavanda loves scrambled eggs to vegetables. It was just a long list of our likes and dislikes, nothing bad or creepy. He's just been paying attention to details, not plotting.

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The minute I returned to my seat at my desk my friends were already there, blasting me with questions. I waved them off, not wanting to forget anything about what the man in the elevator had told me about himself. I flipped open my laptop, opening up my OneNote and typing furiously before my memory faded: Bachelor 1: Likes steak, medium rare 2 dogs- golden retrievers Likes golf Favorite animal- tiger Large family- close with them Guitar? Thinks I'm pretty Seemed tall and muscular

Eve suggested and I just made myself busy by counting the particles of dust in the air. "No, none of those, Eve. What about Zavrid? That sounds better. Also, Zavmatt. Or AZMI? Cool! MIAZ? Maiz? Hahaha!" The gay put in his suggestions and I just went to place my feet on the glass table, then, crossed my arms on my chest. "No! Those are ugly, France! What about... Ing... Ingraid?" The blonde let out and the dude acted puking in disgust. Ugh! When are they gonna finish? Why is it even needed?

"Just wait a second, I'm making you a fuck it list." "A what?" "A fuck it list." She says as if that's enough of an explanation. "A list of sexy stuff I want you to do, within the next year, to make up for eleven years, I repeat, eleven years of missing out." "Jacqueline Davies." I say in horror as I start reading the list. "I can't do that stuff. I definitely can't do number seventeen, what are you on?" "Yes you can, it's relatively tame stuff mate, it's not like I'm saying do BDSM or go to a swingers club. Although actually…"

he asked directly, running a hand through his wet hair. I flipped to page ten and jabbed my finger at the list. "This part right here. 'Dislikes when women stand closer than half an arm's length. Dislikes being touched without permission. Dislikes women who wear heavy perfume. Dislikes women who speak loudly...' I could keep going, but honestly, this could all be summarized as 'dislikes women' and save Lucas some ink." Aiden's face remained impassive, but I swore the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. "I don't dislike women."