Pick Up Lines For Crush Novels & Stories

Before I can stop her, she's rolling backward on the bed, her legs kicking up in the air until she lands in a messy heap, grinning from ear to ear. "That's...that's interesting," I comment, a bit surprised to see Lina this giddy. “Can I tell you a secret, Mama?" She cups her hands around my ear and whispers, "He's my crush." "Crush?" I repeat, smiling with both surprise and unease. Lina nods. "Mhm." "Do you even know what that means?" I ask. She grins, revealing the gaps where her front teeth used to be. "It means best friend." "Ah, I see," I nod slowly.

My hands started to shake as I continued to read and I stood up abruptly dropping my phone on the floor while finishing it. Hello my dear witch❤️ You are looking so damn hot and beautiful. I thought of waiting till you completed your studies but you're making it so damn hard for me to resist. Now a day's you're disappointing me so much. I don't like the way you stare at that fucker. You know whom am I mentioning here don't you baby girl. Let him me just a crush ok. You are mine. You will be soon. Make sure it stays as it meant to be.

I didn't get to complete my sentence before he cut me off. "Enough, please." He still looked very surprised to hear my confession. "You're young and very beautiful so— I don't know." He ran his fingers along his face. Kaiden wasn't seeming like the cold asshole he was painted as. To talk back nicely with a stranger that just entered your room, that's a very nice thing, I must say. "You're aren't the first woman to have a crush on me but no one ever confessed it." A crush? It was love, man. Not a crush.

“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.

You're thinking about your crush? 'Zee, I keep telling you. I don't do crushes oo. I want to read self.' She rolled her eyes, one of the things she does most. 'Read ko, reader ni. First day of school and you already have things to read. Take it easy dear.' I kept staring at her as if she has two horns. She smiled coyly and moved closer. 'Talking about crushes, what about that fine guy I saw in your school the other time?'

Ying Yue pinched his shoulders as hard as she could, her lips curved upwards in an evil smile, "Why am I even feeling guilty? I should've kicked your balls much earlier. Even if you're my crush, you are not supposed to take advantage of me like that." Little did she know that the single word 'crush' coming out of her mouth made his seven worldviews crash down at once. 'C... Crush?' The revelation gave him such a big shock that he immediately turned around, almost forgetting about his actions at that moment. He had an impulse to grab her ask what the hell was she talking about. But he was supposed to be asleep, the realization hit him hard. All his gathered courage flew away like a punctured

Fran caught me smiling and broke into a wide grin. “You look like you’re writing about your crush.” She remarked, and I turned red. “No way! What silly crush?” I retorted immediately, and she smiled even wider. “Denial. When denial is strong, it’s usually the opposite.” She told me, hitting her pen on my head. “No way. It’s not my crush. Do I look like I can have a crush? Girls like me do not have crushes.” I said immediately, but she shook her head.

“You like your cute code boy. I can see it. It is written on your forehead. Big, sparkly letters: I like Bobby.” I folded my arms. “You do not know what you are talking about.” She tapped her temple. “I know crushes. I studied them. Practical experience. Many years.” “That is not something to brag about.” She only grinned wider. “When I met you I thought you were all straight lines and serious eyes. But look at you. Fluffing your hair for your Sugar Crush.” “I did not fluff my hair,” I hissed. “And stop calling him that.”

“I thought you said you didn’t have a crush?” I straightened just then, realized she’d played me like a damn fiddle. My face started to burn hot and I flipped her the middle finger. “Ha fucking ha. Real funny, Imo.” She cackled, clutching her stomach. “Oh, it was too easy. But seriously, what’s up with your red-head crush and your uh, virtual…what’s his name…Redline67 crush, yeah?” she stopped talking then, her eyes going wide. “Wait. I just realized Red hair guy and Redline both got red in common. Coincidence?”

A smile appeared on my lips and I raised myself to kiss him. "Nice decision," I whispered, close to his lips. "I love you, princess," Damien muttered with a soft smile. I blinked at him and I knew he was waiting for me to say it back. "I've always loved you, my crush,"