Reasons To Like Someone Novels & Stories

Ouch, that was brutal. "You really don't mince words, that hit me straight in the heart" I expressed. "But getting to know you. Seeing your relationship with Rose and how considerate you could be. Though you might be domineering at times but the subtle ways you show you care moved me. Thinking about it, I can say there's a tangible reason. I guess I just like you" She was right. I don't think there was one reason I like Lilian and I don't think there needed to be. Liking her for being herself was good enough. I wasn't good with words, I think my actions should make up for that.

’’ she asked, frowning. I couldn't help but chuckle while shaking my head. ‘‘Will you feel upset if the person you like despises you because of someone who has nothing to do with you?’’ ‘‘Huh?’’ ‘‘You like Julian solely due to the fact that he is kind, considerate, and smart, right?’’ When I asked her, she answered with a tentative yes. ‘‘Will you still like him if he has a sudden change of heart and becomes mean, irritable, and angry at you?’’

Octavius explains, and I nod. "That's reasonable," I reply, and Tav grins. "You are so understanding. It's something I really like about you," Octavius says, and I blush a deep red. "I try to understand other people's hardships. It makes me understand their personality. If I can't find a hardship, it's difficult for me to like someone if they have a bad personality," I explain, and Octavius nods. "That's why you dislike your father," Octavius asks, and I nod without hesitation.

He doesn't seem to believe it. "I really like a person like you, you're so cute and "Die, idiot!" He said and stood up. "Hey, why are you angry?" "I thought you liked me because of my personality." He said throwing a glance at me. "Yeah, I like you," I answered. "You're just the same as them, you like me because I'm cute doesn't it? It's all about my looks," he sighed. "No, I mean I like you being like you are," I explained.

I don’t think I’ve ever met someone that I genuinely like up until the moment that I woke up in Jordi’s bed. I’ve dated the girls that I’ve dated only because of two particular reasons. It’s either I was forced by this certain pressure coming from my peers or they’re rich and popular. Though this time with Jordi, I’m sure that I like him because I like him. Yes, I was intrigued about kissing him but now that I’ve spent some time with him, I’m more than enthralled to get to know him and spend even more time with his company.

Somewhere along the way, he’d misplaced that part of himself. He used to know how. When they first met, they’d stay up until three in the morning debating poetry and philosophy, politics and art. He remembered lying on his back beside her, listening as she spoke with her hands, eyes alight, turning ordinary moments into something almost sacred. He loved the way her mind worked. Loved how she saw the world sideways, how she noticed things he never would have. Being with her made him feel smarter. More interesting. Alive.

I just shook my head. "Guys I don't like him for his looks. Sure he's attractive but he's also really smart and kind. He makes me feel safe when I'm with him." "Flowers, three dates and talking non stop in your first week. I hope you guys work out." Amber said smiling. I honestly did too. The more we talked the more I liked him.

Kimberly Medilton If you have an option to pick 'Love someone' or 'Being love by someone'? Well I pick 'Being love by someone' because if you pick 'Love someone' it will take you a lot of effort to get that person's attention. You will get hurt a lot along the way and there's 99% that the person that you like won't like you back for girls case not boys

Magical. I love you because you are a beautiful, genuine, one-of-a-kind person. I love you because you possess the purest heart in the whole universe. Even though you are full of fucking shit! But what else… I love you because you are one hell of a crazy fucking ass, just like me. I love your wild side and passion for exploring. I love your excitement and crazy determination. I love you because you put up with me, even though I sometimes tend to sound very irrational. Let's say borderline psychotic.

I’m admiring the fog that covers the space ahead when Alex suddenly speaks. "Why do you like me?" I turn to him in shock, not expecting that question. "Uh?" "You said you like me. Why do you?" "Do you always need a reason to like someone?" I lift my brow and he nods. "I believe so. You like people for different reasons. Might be for their personality, or their looks."