My Crush Doesn't Like Me Back Novels & Stories

Chris looked at me, my words surprised him. “I had such a big crush on you in high-school and seeing you a few weeks ago. I thought, we both don’t have a mate. This is my second chance. People said you changed, but I thought you were the same girl. Just grown up and more confident in herself.” I felt bad for Chris, but it would have been worse if I didn’t do this now. “I’m sorry. You’re great Chris, but I don’t think we should see each other anymore.”

“It's not like you two are on good terms or am I missing something?’ Nicole fired back, obviously not pleased with my rejection. “Do you want everyone to think that something's going on between the both of us? I asked, walking back to my seat. “Well yes! Because you don't seem to like me anymore! I am your best friend !!!” “Then you stick to being my girlfriend!” I banged the desk with my hands in anger, making her jerk. “I do not know what my father has fed you with but it's not going to work.” I said softly hoping she got over this so-called crush of hers.

I just love my privacy. Also, I don't want him to drive for another two hours in this weather. Or make him think I'm interested in him romantically and have no issues with him driving me home. It's just a crush. A silly little crush. He seems good-natured and grounded despite his family background. But I don't want anything to do with him. Having him as a friend won't do me any good in the long run. And vice versa. We're worlds apart. I don't know why someone like him would like hanging out with someone like me.

Flynn took a deep breath, his gaze locking onto me with an almost predatory intensity. "Do you really not know why? It's because I like you. Why else would I drop hockey and come running to you without a second thought?" I stared at him in disbelief and asked again, uncertain, "When you say you like me, do you mean as a friend, or…"

He asked almost in a whisper. “Just a bit.” “So, when are you planning to?” “I’m doing nothing of such. I hate being rejected so much.” “What makes you think she will reject you?” I laughed. “Because there is no way she would like me. Again, did she not just get over her crush with the boss?” “You acknowledged it yourself that it was a childish crush.” “I am not telling her anything.” “You should, who knows? She might feel the same way for you?” I shrugged.

He exhaled sharply. “I used to like you, you know,” he blurted before he could reel it back in. I blinked. A slow smile tugged at my lips. “I realized.” His face flamed instantly. “I don’t anymore,” he added too quickly, tripping over the words. “I mean—I like you, obviously—just not like that. I’m, um… past the crush.” His voice cracked on the last part. I couldn’t help it — I laughed softly. Warmly. “Good. I wouldn’t want to break your heart.”

He is not nice at all. She uttered a blasé "hmm" in response. If you want me to support this crush, you're going to have to show me that you're capable of doing better than that. I clenched my teeth. "There's no such thing as a crush, Samantha. It's just...I can't really explain it. Insanity that is only temporary."

I finally looked away from him. “Okay, um. I have a huge crush on someone. Someone I probably shouldn’t have a crush on.” Immediately I thought it was Tristian. She can't have a crush on him! She was just saying all those horrible things about him. And she clearly knows that he likes me so why would she like him? And she never even asked me if I liked him. How selfish of her. “Um, well if you think you shouldn’t like them, you probably shouldn’t.” I said, trying to sound calm.

“I thought I was being subtle.” I chuckled softly. “You practically melted into the floor when he looked at you earlier. That’s not subtle. That’s neon lights flashing crush alert.” She buried her face in her palms, groaning. “This is so embarrassing.” “Don’t be. It’s human,” I said gently. “But I need to know something—do you think he might like you back?” Her hands dropped slowly, and her eyes met mine, hesitant. “Sometimes… maybe. He smiles more when we talk. He remembers tiny things I say but then he turns professional again and I can’t tell.”

"Ah, never mind. Just adore that guy from afar if that's what you want. Why don't you at least confess? You know, research shows that most of the people who confess their feelings to their crush has more chances of their crushes liking them back?" "That's not true. I confessed before, and the guy said he can't like me back because he has someone in his heart," she replied without even looking at me. "Forget it then. You can't do anything if that's the case," I said and squeezed the bunny plushie. "If you were me, Bella, what would you do?" I opened my eyes again and looked at Niana. Now, she's looking at me too. "Hmm, I have no idea since I haven't liked someone yet," I responded.