My Crush Poems Novels & Stories

She was thinking of how she could explain things to her very naive friend. "You just said it twice, it doesn't really make any difference does it?" Mia tilted her head towards her right and Lakshmi helped her keep her head straight up. " Yes Mia, it makes a lot of difference. It means he probably has a crush on you" Lakshmi smiled. "What does crush mean?" Mia was even more confused than she was initially. "It means he is very attracted to you more than any other girl" Lakshmi was still trying to find the right words.

A wide smile crept up on my face. Rodney Shaw was all i have, although, I only get to meet him in my dreams and most times, I talk to his pictures whenever i am depressed. But I was still glad that I am fortunate to see him in my dreams, some ladies might even be praying to be in my shoes. I didn't quite fancy cute guys or something, but I guess there's something that got me connected to Rodney. For Crush sake! I've been crushing on this guy since I was little and I never for once met him. Pathetic, right?

But the question is, isn’t it? "Is he handsome?" he asked again, obviously teasing. "Stop it, Auntie. Maybe mama can hear you." "That's okay Amara. It's normal for a teenager like you to have a crush." he even winked at me. I didn't just resent Tiya's teasing and chose to entertain the customers who had just arrived. But while doing that I can’t help but think of the word “crush”. Why, if you think of a man does that mean you crush him? Nonsense. Raxon is not my crush and he will never be. He's too much for a lady like me. He was so dangerous and I felt like I was just a lost child when I was next to him.

Though he doesn't sound displeased with the thought but very interested "I bet you think of that, don't you? Vanilla under you while you—" "Enough, Chocolate" Ber cuts in "He's already flustered as it is" Chocolate turns around now, walking by his side "But it's obvious he has a crush on her! And it's cute when he's that embarrassed!" I— I had a crush on her? Is that what it was? Finally, Strawberry stops at my class door, Cream doing the same as Chocolate quickly moves onto my arm, a smile on his face as he waves at them both "See you at Recess"

Eve muttered, her face reddening as Dave wrote that it was the first time he had met a girl as beautiful and terrific as Eve, whose attitude was so brave against the company's CEO where she was interning. Opening the second page, Dave still wrote about several other compliments about Eve, which made the girl's lips smile embarrassed, and her nose flared because she was happy to be praised like that. The following few pages still have much Dave wrote about Eve besides her work and Gery. Then, on yesterday's page, Eve read only a line with a capital, bold, and italic font: Will you be my sunshine, Eve?

With that, he gave me a cold look, then turned and walked back into Fiona’s hospital room without looking back. My heart froze as his cold back disappeared. I heard him gently comfort Fiona. I could not believe Nigel thought I was a bad person, even though he had no proof at all. I rubbed my sore eyes and was about to leave when Jora came out. She leaned close to me with a smug smile. “So what if you’re his crush? You still lose to people like us. “If you’re smart, go inside, kneel, and apologize to Fiona. Maybe Nigel would like you a little more.”

Ethan was the center of everyone’s attention in high school. He was handsome, had good grades, and won practically every competition he took part in. Plenty of people had a crush on him, but most of them did not dare to confess. I was the only one who did and continued pestering him even after he rejected me multiple times. In the beginning, he rejected me by saying that he wanted to focus on studying, but later on, he got annoyed by me constantly bothering him and blatantly stated that he was irritated by my very presence.

The scent of roses, dash hard against my nostrils, his man musk, filling my senses up, that I somehow forget I'm being taken through a journey of shame for a minute. My head only gets to snap out, when I hear his heavy metal door wing open, with the icy wind greeting my skin over again. “Ooh God, what will my crush think about me?” I wail, bending my face in shame, as he lets me down over the cold tile. I fought but lost, I twisted but his grip had me stiff like iron. What will the girl who has eyes on me think? “You have a crush ?“ I hear him speak, shooting my eyes at him, while he stands looking directly at me.

Jay–POV I’d never felt this way about anyone before. Never looked at a girl and wondered what was going on in her mind. Never had the urge to just sit and watch someone breathe like they were the most fascinating puzzle in the world. Sure, she was beautiful—anyone could see that—but it wasn’t just that. There was something deeper. Something I couldn’t name. I think I have a crush on the new girl. “Good afternoon, Sir Jay,” a soft voice broke through my thoughts.

He’s right. And that’s the problem. Gwen’s laugh carries over again—distant, happy. CK doesn’t move. Doesn’t touch me again. Just watches me unravel. I’m trapped. In a corner. At a party. With my best friend’s crush. Who’s now my roommate. Who knows exactly how I sound when I come. And I still want him. Fuck.