Math Pick Up Lines Novels & Stories

There was a reason I rode a motorcycle, and it wasn’t for the safety. “I can.” His voice was a rumble. “Take me on a ride,” I said, a request that was phrased like a command. Bossy assholes loved that shit. He chuckled, climbing off the bike and peeling his shirt over his head. Leaning in close, he murmured, “After this ride, I can take you on an even better one.” What a terrible pickup line. I leaned in even closer than he had, stopping when my lips were only a breath from his, and breathed, “Nope.”

The way he said it disgusted me, making me roll my eyes in disappointment, did I look that cheap, and why were men always acting like this? His pick-up line was on level zero, he wasn't even able to impress me. "What do you say?" He still insisted with a naughty smirk on his face, and my answer to him was a simple no. I told him I wasn't interested, neither was I ready to face any questions that he had to ask because I wanted to be with someone else tonight, and not him. "Are you sure, I'm pretty big down there…" he was trying to act enticing, but instead of paying any attention to him, I gulped down the drink the water had given to me, dripping the glass for another round.

I say and that earned me a smirk. "Oh really now?" He said teasingly. "Oh, my poor heart, I don't think it'll survive this trip." He laughed at that so hard and I don't think what I said was that funny. I couldn't help but giggle again. "You're making me so high, Aria. I don't need this champagne with you here." "Is that your pickup line? That's terrible. Who made you say that?" "Nobody, silly. I'm just stating how I feel."

"Ikaw ang patuturuin ko. Best teacher ka, hindi ba? Rosalind!" Palihim naman akong ngumiti nang matamis. His cheesy pickup lines have always got me. Even his obvious motives made me slowly like him.

“Oh my God, that sounds like one of the cheesiest pick-up lines ever.” “I have a better one. Want to hear it?” “Sure.” “That dress looks very becoming on you. And if I were that dress, I’d be coming, too.” I actually burst out laughing in the middle of the sidewalk. “Oh my GOD.” “Huh? Huh?” “I don’t know if you’re going to be able to wait until the hotel room.” “Ohhhhh, I SO like the way you’re thinking.” “That was an observation, NOT an invitation!”

Alex: I winced. So he knows? "Is there a problem?" I couldn't hide the smile, tugging at my lips. "Are your out of your mind? You're making this worse than it already is! I won't let you mess with my woman, do you understand?" "Dude, chill. I'm not trying to mess with anyone. But if I were, I'd probably start by using a better pickup line than 'you're messing with my woman'." I replied and I heard the sound of a glass shattering.

Immediately, that stranger aroused an immense dislike in me, as he looked down at my body in an undisguisedly malicious way, like the perverts who used to frequent my mother's house, from whom I had spent my entire life running away. — Oh my! Did I die, go to heaven and now I'm being welcomed by an angel? — he said, staring at me with perversion. Would that ridiculous pick-up line work on anyone? — Did you come to the party? — Party? Yes. Of course. A party is always good. — It's in the garden. I'll show you the way — I offered politely.

I appreciated. "It's fine, beautiful. I don't mind bumping into you over and over again, I'll be here to catch you always," he winked. "Can I get your contact?" He smiled taking his phone out of his pocket and stretching it to me. I watched the man unable to say a word, what kind of a man is he? Bumps into a lady and at that moment ask for her number, classic gentleman. And fills her ears with crazy cliche pickup lines.

Simon laughed and Emily rolled her eyes burying herself on her book once again. "I've g****ed once how to make someone fall in love with you." Jennifer laughed, I snap my head to look at her so fast, did she really g****ed that? She giggled and continued, "I didn't actually go through with anything g****e said, it was all full of really dumb pick up lines and all this about be yourself crap and tell her that she has pretty hair? I did find a pretty good theory about Jon Snow's mum though..." "You're such a charmer." I laughed and kissed her again. She was kissing my face repeatedly until we heard someone make a gagging/chocking sound. I turn to see Dimitri walking by.

He smiles at me, and I look away. “What’s up?” He stumbles over his words a bit, trying to find the right ones. “I… I was just admiring your beauty.” I take a sip of my whiskey and let out a laugh. “That’s one of the worst pickup lines I’ve ever heard.” He doesn’t seem fazed. “That wasn’t a pickup line. It was a compliment.” I take a deep breath, amused by the situation. “Buddy, I know I’m beautiful and hot. I don’t need anyone to tell me that.”