Novel & Cerita My Crush Has A Boyfriend

“Okay, stop with the biased nonsense. You’re his best friend, not his therapist.” “That’s exactly why I know,” he shot back. “I’ve been cleaning up his messes since we were kids.” I shook my head, forcing a laugh I didn’t feel. “You expect me to believe you over my boyfriend?” “I expect you to listen.” His voice dropped. “Did he tell you why he asked you out?” My mouth opened, then closed. “Yes,” I said slowly. “He had a crush on me since middle school.” Jace’s lips twitched, humorless. “That’s what he told you?”

"I’ve only been with someone once. He was my first boyfriend. I was fifteen, and he was twenty. I was so in love with him that I did everything he asked. He was our neighbor, someone I’d known since I was ten." "I had a crush on him from the very first day I saw him. He was so affectionate with me and often gave me sweet gifts. When I started growing up and looking more like a young woman, he told me that once I was older, I’d be his girlfriend. I was so happy, but he would come home with different girls, and it broke my heart."

“What?” “I live here,” I repeated, my fingers tightening around my bag strap. She took a step forward. “What do you mean you live in my boyfriend’s house?” My breath caught. Boyfriend? The word echoed loudly in my head. My boyfriend. I swallowed. The humiliation from school was nothing compared to the crack forming inside my chest right now. Behind her, I noticed a small suitcase by the couch. Like she wasn’t just visiting. Like she planned to stay. And suddenly— Everything felt like it was about to explode.

he whispered, shaking his head disappointedly. I averted my gaze, swallowing hard. I filled my lungs enough oxygen. I didn't even notice that I was holding my breath. "Tss. I don't believe you..." I whispered. I heard him chuckled softly. My heart pounded harshly even more. "My crush has a boyfriend. I'm still waiting for their break up before I make a move." I looked at him. His face was serious but he immediately gave me a weak smile. My eyes remained on his face when he glanced at the staircase.

"You know what? We're done here." * "Why the heck are you acting so possessive? You don't give me the chance to talk to my crush," Evelyn says to her boss when they are in his car. Jayden scoffs."That manwhore is your crush. You're really a dummy." She let out a loud hiss, folding her arms over her chest."I don't even know why you're acting like my boyfriend. My boyfriend doesn't act like this."She mutters under her breath. He gazes at her in shock."Wait, do you have a boyfriend?"

Once everything was set up, I waited for Uncle Theo to come. While scrolling through my phone, I unexpectedly came across a new post on the forum. "The girl I have a crush on has a boyfriend, yet she invited me to sleep with her. What should I do?" The poster was really a moral model—I was quick to tap on the post to read further. "I spent 15 years by the side of the girl I have a crush. Today, she told me she already has a boyfriend. Yet she still wants me to ease her suffering. What do I do?"

"I really wanted to make Riley jealous, so I kinda told her that you were my crush." "Your crush?" She laughed and touched the side of my face. "That's so damn cute." "All right. Stop it." I cupped my hand over hers and searched her face. She wasn't teasing me in a malicious way from what I could tell. "It didn't work as you'll see." I nodded toward the dance floor. "Her Channing Tatum-looking boyfriend is spinning her around the dance floor a little too well." "Hmmm." Trish turned and moved to stand beside me as I slipped my hands into my pockets.

"So, what about you, Myrtle? If you didn't have a boyfriend, what about a crush? Didn't you have one too?" "Honestly, I have a crush on our neighbor at home," I replied and chuckled. As I looked at Sean, he was clenching his jaw. "Hey, he was just a crush, okay? Don't you even try to get jealous again," I told him? "I am not jealous. It's just that I want to make sure I look better than your crush," he replied. This man really has a competitive ass. "So, your ex-girlfriend, Krizza, are you still working together until now?" I asked.

"I mean, I always thought you wanted to marry someone from a wealthy family. Don't tell me there's something-or someone—else you're interested in." The silence stretched between them, heavy with unspoken truths. Finally, Mia nodded slowly, the gesture so small it was almost imperceptible. Sarah's eyes widened to the size of saucers. "What? You have a boyfriend?" The words tumbled out in a rush of excitement and disbelief. "No, not at all," Mia said quickly, shaking her head. "It's just... I have a crush on someone. That's all." Her voice was barely above a whisper, as if saying the words too loudly might make them more real than she was ready to handle.

The name sounded a lot like his, but I knew it was not him. I shook my head, frustration boiling over. "Henry, you're clueless! You can't even get your own name right? I like you. From the moment I first saw you, I liked you. But I didn't know you were Macie's boyfriend then." "Macie is my best friend. How could I have a crush on her boyfriend? But you, you're the worst part. You have a girlfriend, yet you still flirt with me. I told you it was wrong, but you kept touching me under the table, sending me videos, and dancing with me. You wanted me to fall for you. Why are you so cruel?