Nasty Pick Up Lines Novels & Stories

“And I want to court you to be my girlfriend.” Even worse! I shrugged my head in disapproval. “You’re joking.” “Do I look like it?” “You don’t look like a clown but damn, you have a talent to be one,” I spat in annoyance. “What did you even saw in me? I’m not even beautiful!” “You are! I was in fact, blinded by your dazzling beauty,” I frowned at his clichéd pickup line. It was so cheesy I wanted to puke again right now to turn him off. I always hated awkward moments like this.

“Huh? What are you talking about? Why would you ask that?” “Because you stole my attention,” he replied smoothly, his smile deepening with unmistakable charm. A soft, incredulous laugh escaped me before I could stop it. “Wow. You really know how to deliver a pick-up line… but it’s incredibly corny,” I teased, shaking my head. His expression shifted then. The teasing light in his eyes faded, replaced by something more serious—earnest, almost vulnerable. He held my gaze without blinking, and a nervous flutter stirred in my chest. The air between us grew heavier, charged with unspoken words.

His mouth brushes mine smoothly and I almost, almost feel the taste of his mouth, a delicious mix of menthol and rough male. Ouch! If I raise my face a bit more, his mouth will surely touch mine. I look around and my friends stare at me surprised, me, the cool, rich, stylish one… letting myself be seduced by this untamed idiot. “You speak bullshit, Kayden, I’m leaving, I have other things to do rather than to listen to your chat up lines from the middle of the road.” Natalie gets her friend by the arm and when she’s walking away I say it out loud so she can hear me:

He reciprocated the energy and did the same on the side of my own neck and we just stood there, kissing each orher’s neck and blowing warm air on the skin with our noses. “Fuck.” I groaned as I felt his fingers on my nipples, squeezeing them tightly. “They feel so fucking soft.” He said out loud and lowered himself in front of me, putting his head between my boobs. He held my two boobs on the sides of both of his ears, massaging them lightly and grunting. “They feel so soft on my ears, like noise cancellation headphones.” “Oh wow, that is a new pickup line.” I said sarcastically, whilst laughing out loud.

My mouth clicked shut. He unfolded the paper. "Your grammar is decent. Your vocabulary is varied. But your pacing..." He tutted. "It’s a bit rushed, don't you think?" I stared at him, confused. Was he critiquing my writing style? He looked down at the page and began to read aloud. "The Professor locked the door with a click. He loosened his tie and walked toward her." Hearing his deep, raspy voice read my dirty fantasy was the most humiliating thing that had ever happened to me. It was also the hottest.

"Really?" "Do you believe in love at first sight or should I pass by again?" this time the giggled bubbled past my lips and encouraged him, using the back of the bench for support Nate bent closer so his breath fanned my face. "Are you religious? Because you're the answer to all my prayers." Against my initial conviction, he was somehow getting under my skin with those awful pick-up lines. Something in the way he said them made it so... irresistible. "Okay, that was way too cheesy." I put my hand over his chest, ready to push him away again; but he covered it with his, trapping mine under and a part of me melted.

“— if you can hear me. I have a couple more pick-up lines for your collection. These are my own creation so please be gentle with your criticism. Here goes. “Are you an investment scammer? Because I want to give you everything I have. “Are you the school nurse’s thermometer? Because I want to burn for you…” Kate’s tears were streaming down her face because at last Ecto had found his sense of humor. But she wiped her cheeks hard because she knew his signal was going to come soon. She tensed her legs to kick off her heels and run as fast as she could up the dark street. “Are you a seashell? Because anywhere I am, I just hold you close and I can hear the ocean.

I folded my arms and stared at him, letting the words drip from my lips like poison. "Alright. First off, that is the worst pickup line I’ve ever heard. Second, I’m not interested. And third—get lost." For a split second, I watched his perfectly sculpted face twitch—just enough for me to catch it. The cool, untouchable, I-own-this-school expression cracked like a thin layer of ice over a deep, ugly pond. Oh, wow. Did I just bruise the golden boy’s ego?

He rolled his eyes and smiled. "I have been wanting to ask you"He cleared his throat. Ask me what? He took my hands in his and squeezed it softly"I like you" Please don't tell me it's what I'm thinking "I re-really like you and any guy would be lucky to have you as his girl,will you make me that lucky guy and be my girlfriend?"He stuttered. First of all, horrible pick up-line I know right I wanted Jace to be my first boyfriend... But he stole your first kiss

“Oh, I’m sorry, are you trying to make me fall for you? Is that what this is?” I burst out laughing and rolled my eyes. “If it’s really not obvious then I’mgoing6 to have to bring back the pick-up lines.” “You like those lines, huh? Do they work for you a lot?” she asked, taking a sip of her wine as the waitress set it on the table. I nodded in answer. “Usually they never fail. You’re really denting my ego here, cupcake. Maybe you should cut me a little slack.” “Hmm, I don’t think so. Where would be the fun in that? You know you love me rejecting you.” She narrowed her eyes at me playfully as she leant back in her chair and studied her menu.