Quotes For Him Crush Novels & Stories

I've been hiding my excellent grades from my childhood friend, Oliver Barton, for years because of his jealousy. A day before the college entrance exam, he comes clean to me and admits that he's been taking private tutoring lessons without my knowledge for the past three years. His grades are good, and he plans to go to an elite college after graduating high school. I stand there, stunned, listening to his every word. "Viv and I both have excellent grades. There'll soon be even more in common between us both after we go to the same college in Haven City. "Once we're in college, we'll tutor you seriously so you can also get into a better college after you repeat your year." He and my bes

’ ‘Everyone knows you are the jackpot, not the girl. ‘Let’s be real; if you were just some normal trust fund kid, no one would look twice.’ When the boy that seventeen year old me had a crush looked me in the eye and said. ‘Your money is nice, Char. But it’s not enough to make me stay and date you.’ He stops and stares at me in shock.

Crushes are called crushes because of their ability to crush your heart. “Hey,” Caden said, leaning forward. The smile on his face from before faded. ‘He finally smiled,’ she told herself. Then horror struck her upon realizing that he had caught her staring at his face. But before she could react to it, he easily brushed away a wet clump of her hair strands away from her cheek.

I said quickly, emphasizing each word like I could somehow beat the truth into the air between us. But inside my head, a voice whispered: Just a stupid crush. A stupid, messy, heart-racing, nerve-wracking, blood-boiling crush. But I didn’t say that part out loud. Damon narrowed his eyes at me, his gaze sharp, skeptical. "That’s not what I saw when I walked in."

The girl leans into her as the guy Jonny stares down at Loyalty from the stage, and starts to sing out the lyrics to David Archuleta’s song ‘Crush’. My internal rage grows as he reaches this one verse, “why do I keep running from the truth? All I ever think about is you. You’ve got me hypnotized, so mesmerized, and I just got to know”! Yeah, I have to know too, buddy, because if she is returning those feelings I’m going to have to murder your ass! “Do you ever think, when you’re all alone, all that we could be, where this thing could go? Am I crazy or falling in love? Is it real or just another crush? Do you catch your breath when I look at you, are you holding back like the way you do”? Yea

"What?" "I have a crush on you." He said boldly this time, his eyes lighting up and for a moment he looked away bumping his chest and exhaling as if congratulating himself for saying it without stuttering,"I have a crush on you." His voice was firmer this time with more confidence, "I have a crush on you." He repeated again with a nod and a small smile.

“Oh, just an accidental lip brush? That’s what you call a kiss? You nearly killed me. Firstly, you’re not into guys-” “Wrong, I’m not into anyone. Not just guys. Emotional connections and intimacy-” “- are kind of gross, and not the type of thing you want. I know. I hear that speech every time I tell you someone has a crush on you. Followed by a sarcastic look, then an eye roll that tells me to know better.” I smiled, he’s got me. He knows how I react.

I said not knowing how to react. " Just hey? What were you thinking so deeply about? " She asked me. " Nothing much, I was reminiscing. " I replied. " Oh! Is it the Sad past, or the Happy one? " She Curiously asked. " Both " I replied. " Okay, that reminds me, the guy you said you have a crush on. " " What about him? " " Have you seen him before, apart from yesterday? " " I don't think so really, perhaps he's a science or commercial student as I don't think he's in my class. " I replied.

He muttered, taking a step back. " You too sir. " I replied, a small smile on my face. He returned it, walking out of the store. I watched him go, staring until his car got into his street and disappeared. Janet arrived moments later and with the look on her face, you could tell she had seen Alex leave and was just as spell bound. " Damn... He is hot!" She squealed, hurrying towards me. " Who is he?" She asked. I glanced out, letting out a dreamy sigh. " That guy... Is my crush."

“Who me? No, I’m not…” I started but he silenced me with a kiss. “You are,” he said. “Why do you think I punched Don Winston in the first place?” “Because he poured ketchup all over me?” “And he didn’t just do that to embarrass you. Guys have different ways of expressing a crush, angel. Winston’s brain was just tiny. He hadn’t graduated from kindergarten tactics yet.” “Seriously?” I asked in shock. “Seriously. And since you played in that concert, the list of guys I would threaten to stay away from you has increased ten-folds.”