Love Letter To A Crush นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She stopped and turned. "I did not tell you I really admire you only so I could like…sleep with you or something like that, I do not apprehend if that is why you freaked out or not, however I simply wished to inform you that I am not fascinated by sleeping with anyone till I am married and that I hope that you simply did not assume I used to be telling you I really like you because I needed sex or one thing. And," I said, stopping to require a breath. "I've admired you since I moved in across the road from you and also the longer we tend to spent along the more I spotted that I actually did not like you, that it wasn't simply a crush and it wasn't high school love. And yeah, I told you I lo

I picked up my cup of coffee and took a long sip while my eyes are glued to the front counter. "Oooh. New flavor of the week, I guess." "I don't get it! I tried every single time to get rid of this dumb feelings for him, but it doesn't work. Why is that?" She switched off her phone and turned her head to the side, to look at me. "Maybe that's because he's your first love?" I chuckled dryly. "First love my ass. It's just a crush." The bell that was hanging above the glass door of the café, 'dinged' loudly indicating that someone is either leaving or coming in. As soon as I looked up to glance at who it was, my breath automatically hitched on my throat and my heart beats faster then normal.

Damitri says giving my forehead a light kiss. I smile and side that knows the perfect time to tell them my secret "I have a confession to make"i say blushing. I look at each of them and continue 'I've had a crush on you guys ever since you guys transferred to my school. Liam used to make fun of me because I'd daydream about you guys all the time" i say with a slight laugh. "It was like this pull I felt towards you guys but there was nothing I could do about it you guys were, are popular and well I'm a nobody a nerd with only one friend. I love you guys too I guess I always have but always believed that that's all it would be just a dream that you guys would never love me too" Damien carefull

” “It's alright, love in most cases doesn't come as you want it. You just have to wait till your match made in heaven comes. And that ain't a big deal, I'll just wait. ” I was flattered. How true is that? His name was Cain, my high school crush. We were best of friends because he was naturally kind and generous (those are the kind of people I love to deal with) to people in general. But there was this undefined closeness we had, and there I was, thinking he was in love with me… Long story short, you know how it goes, I confessed my love for him, blah, blah, blah. Come on now,we all know how it ends.

I pulled it out. It was a letter. It read: “I should have written this in my diary, but I am writing it to you, Alaric, because I wanted to tell you I love you so much, and I will always love you. You are my first love, my first man, and it will always be you forever. Our anniversary is coming, and I saw the gift (the ring), but I will pretend like I didn’t see it. This is my way of saying thank you and showing how much I love you. I am excited for the gift.

Instead, he handed me a single envelope. Inside was a folded sheet of paper. Handwritten. “Dear Lia, I know I can’t give you everything you once dreamed of. But I’ll spend every day trying to give you the life you never thought you'd have. R.” I looked up at him, surprised. “I wanted to send it in a text,” he said, “but you deserve better than screens and emojis.” So I kissed him. On the cheek this time. Light. Sincere. And whispered, “Thank you. For trying.”

“ Falling in love with you is the most beautiful thing I have ever done because everyday has been colorful ever since. I miss you. ” I shut the letter and bent my head over. My heart raced and I felt my face heat up. To think he'd write something like this is just crazy but maybe… just maybe I like this crazy…

"If I could go back in time and shake myself, tell myself to wake the hell up, I would. But I can't. All I can do is tell you now—tell you that I love you. I love you so much that it scares the hell out of me. And I can’t imagine a single day, a single breath, without you in it." Tears streamed down my cheeks, mingling with the rain. My hands trembled as I clutched his soaked shirt. "You don’t mean all that. You’re just saying this because you somehow got to know about my silly crush on you. You are just feeling bad for me." I said.

“What’s going on? Is this some kind of prank?” He walked over and leaned down to turn on the bedside lamp. Only then did I notice the look in his eyes. It was soft, yet with an intensity that felt almost possessive. I stared at him, bewildered. He gently stroked my face, his voice carrying a tenderness I had never heard from him before. “Alex, I love you.” My mind went blank. I stared at him in disbelief. “Felix, you—” Before I could finish, he leaned in and kissed me, one hand cradling my back while the other held my head firmly in place, leaving me no room to move.