My Secret Crush Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

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.

I love you ~D~ Justin felt like he was suffocating as the words he had just read kept replaying in his mind. " Was Desmond right? Is Drake actually gay? Is this a dream?" Justin's said to him self as he kept staring at the paper in his hands. His pulse began raising as he found it hard to swallow. Guilt filled him up as he felt that he had trespassed into Drake's secret he wouldn't want anyone to know. As he stood there thinking he heard footsteps approaching the office which he recognized as Drake's.

For the first time, I felt what it meant to be cherished. But just as I basked in this new love, a figure I had buried deep in my heart suddenly reappeared. "Emma!" Through a flurry of heavy snow, Jay came rushing toward me, breathless and desperate. The very next moment, he seized me in a crushing embrace, as if clutching some long-lost treasure. But I knew the truth: to him, I had never been a treasure—only a hidden plaything, something kept in the shadows. Barely two seconds later, I was wrenched from his arms.

Flynn kissed me until my knees went weak and buckled. When I lost all strength and collapsed, he caught me by the waist, pulling me up and deepening this burning kiss. His other hand slipped under my shirt, roaming back and forth over my skin. Maybe it was hormones messing with my brain, but I didn't resist him at all. I just silently let myself sink into it. I felt something big and hard pressing against my lower abdomen through our clothes. The second I realized where this was heading, my mind snapped back into focus. My rational side woke up again, and I pushed him away at once.

He walked all the way towards me and I thought he would pass my seat but to my utter bafflement, he tossed his backpack in the empty seat next to mine. My heart jumped into my throat. Seth Monroe is sitting with me! Oh my god! What do I do? Is my hair okay? Is there something green stuck between my teeth? Do I smell nice enough? Why am I not wearing my favorite red top that made me look smoking hot? Seth’s gigantic body slipped into the seat next to mine, and I was still trying to process this new development in my story. My crush is sitting next to me. What do I say to him? Do I smile? Do I talk about the weather? Maybe ask how he was doing? Would he find out that I was having a HUGE crush

My eyes had gone dim and my mind, head, and body were raging with different emotions and reactions. "I want you..." He let out and I gasped. My eyes widened in shock and I thought I was hearing things. "I.. I..." I tried to say something but I was still in disbelief. "I think you are mistaken." He said, finally. I couldn't believe someone as elegant as Damien would want someone like me. My crush on him was a secret that I didn't dare to let out! What would people say if they found out?

I pull out a cream postcard size piece of paper. Wear me tonight. Mr M."it's the nickname name I gave to my secret crush since I don't know his actual name . "That's it. That's all there is!"panic and excitement flowed through my vein , ok I get that it's real weird getting gifts from someone who could possibly be a murderer or a rapist or maybe a serial killer but am willing to tempt fate and give in to my inner desires. Does this mean he's going to show himself tonight? Warmth and excitement hits my chest at the possibility, then nervousness and uncertainty set in. Am I really ready to meet him?

I couldn’t deal with any of it, not today. ____________________________________ After school, I was stuffing my books into my locker when Maya appeared again. Her expression wasn’t angry anymore, It was worried. “Charlotte,” she said softly, “whatever’s happening you don’t have to hide it from me.” I swallowed.“I’m not hiding anything.” “You are,” Maya whispered. “And I think.. I think you might have a crush.” My heart stopped“On who?” Maya held my gaze“You tell me.” Before I could answer, before I could lie again

, he demanded "Nothing", I stuttered gulping down nothing. He put his hand under my chin, lifting it a little. All my thoughts were laced with the fact that he should not figure anything out. I am quite secretive but it seems this silly crush will blow my cover especially since it would be my first.

“For real though, I think you should forgive him… if you haven’t already. He was young.” My chest tightened. Forgive Cassian. Oddly enough, the idea didn’t sound as painful or as far-fetched as it used to. Instead, my heart raced in excitement. Trying to redirect, I cleared my throat. "What about you? Still pining after your mystery crush?" Her cheeks flushed. "It's called a secret crush for a reason." I stared at her with mock betrayal. "Even Kira knows who it is." "She guessed. I didn't tell her anything."