Nerdy Pick Up Lines Novels & Stories

Then Chris asks, "Wanna hear some pickup lines?" Piper grins, "Sure." "Are you g****e cause you have everything I've been looking for," he starts. Piper smiles, "Good one." "Did it hurt?" Chris asks. "Did what hurt?" "Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?" Piper bursts out laughing. "Wait. Your boobs look great in this dress," he says. Piper smiles but then remembers that it's supposed to be a pickup line. She has heard it before.

I clinked my glass against his and took a long sip, the alcohol burning its way down my throat. “So,” he said, leaning closer. “Whoever he is, he must be a fool to make a woman like you unhappy.” I arched an eyebrow. “Is that your attempt at a pick-up line?” “Did it work?” he asked, grinning. I couldn’t help but smile. “Maybe.”

"You have to." "Are you ok, Nick?" I asked. "It sounds like you are having trouble talking to me. Did you just say I should jerk off to his balls?" "Unnh, yeah...." Nick moaned through the phone. "I am just, unh, working out... You gotta beat your dick... unh... to his picture and also... to him. If you do that, unh, you will lose interest. You will... get tired of it." "So let me get this straight," I said. "You think I should jerk off to his balls. That way I will just get bored of them after a few times?""

"Didn't feel like switching them on." A short, irritated laugh escaped me. "Seriously? That's your excuse? What are you, a vampire now?" He smirked, clearly enjoying our little back-and-forth. "Maybe I am. You know, just waiting for the right moment to sink my teeth into you." "Gross," I shot back, rolling my eyes right back at him. "You need to work on your pick-up lines, Ryder. That one's just pathetic." "Now if you're done playing your little games, I've got things to do," I said, brushing past him and heading for the door.

"Mr Nick Winston, that was the worst pick up line I've ever heard for the record." The girl beside me laughed and gave thumbs up to Elena saying, "That was a bummer!" Elena laughed together with her. "Then I'll make it only for me." Elena pleaded me, "Ah! No. I need too. Please. I came to eat your cooking. Um… that was the best pickup line ever. It was the first time I heard it. And it's true." She said to that girl, "Mind your business. He's the best." "Go and Look in that row. I'll come after getting here."

"Of course I am. I might be a little rigid, but even I have kept up with woman's rights. And besides, can you see me owning a dog? I'm much more a cat person." "If you're Mr. Joe Cool, then what was all that crap about women not able to protect themselves?" "Best pickup line ever when I was in the circus. Don't forget I was a teenage boy while cooped up. There weren't many girls close to my age, but there were some. Challenge a girl to prove she's tough and you get to cop a feel. From there?" "You used a pickup move on me?" Gina breathed the question, not daring to believe his nerve.

Their laughter echoed across the cafeteria as Taylor sported the outlandish sunglasses for the rest of the lunch period, garnering curious stares and amused whispers from their classmates. But D'Andre wasn't immune to Taylor's teasing either. One day, he walked into his locker to find it filled with an assortment of neon sticky notes – each one adorned with a cheesy pickup line. Taylor leaned against the locker next to D'Andre's, a wicked grin on his face. "Hey, D'Andre, did it hurt? When you fell from heaven?" D'Andre rolled his eyes, but a grin tugged at his lips. "Nice try, Taylor. But I've got one for you: Is your name G****e? Because you have everything I've been searching for."

“And if I fail to give you 100 chemistry pickup lines?” “I will get to that later so do we have a deal?” “Yeah, I guess we do.” Dwight said as he brought his hand for a handshake. And that’s how my problems started, I thought he wouldn’t actually give me a 100 pickup lines, because for a while, he kept quiet and I thought I was victorious, hell I was already making planes of what I will tell him to do, but I didn’t know that he was just getting ready, now we are on number 84 and I have never been so frustrated since that holdup in traffic five years ago in Senegal. I already told him to stop, but his smart reply was we had a deal…. I made a deal with the fucking devil.

I'm not even fully 19 yet, and I have a horrible body count. I mean, I can blame my parents for leaving me with that nanny Carol that exposed me to all of this. But that doesn't fix anything. I really wanted to see a girl and see a friend without getting hard for once. And if it went further from there with Clara, then I'd do so with a clean conscience. But the dare was still on my mind. Do I kill two birds with a stone? I'm not sure I have the answer to that question yet. “Whoa, bro," I said in my head. “How are you already planning things with a girl that doesn't even want to be your friend, that's still terrified of the horrible names you called her."

But he sounded as fresh as ever throwing cheesy pickup lines. "Did you call to check up on me, angel?" He asked with a hint of tease in his voice. That guy is unpredictable. "Why in the world would I do that?" I asked. "Ouch. You should at least learn to care about other's feelings." He said in fake hurtful voice. If only he knew what he was saying. "What did you eat that made you so cheery?" I asked changing the topic. I heard him laugh at that. "You really wanna know?" He asked.