She Get On My Nerves Novels & Stories

She was beginning to get on my nerves. “We both know what I’m talking about Andy” She states and brushes past me nudging my shoulder in the process. “Get back to work” She commands before walking towards her table. I run my hand through my hair in frustration and stomp into the kitchen. I decide to get back to work. I need the money so I should just work for it. I grab a tray of drinks and walk back into the hall. I look up at the podium to see the same man I was with in the room.

He asked, concentrating on the table, as he littered everywhere with papers. Nothing serious, I just heard a lot in my head that needed some attention,the new girl has been a pain in my neck,she is too weak,she fumbles on any little thing, what annoys me the most about this particular lady… “Wait, Raven,what lady are you talking about?Did you recruit more workers?.”

“Attack or defense?” She wiped a film of sweat off her brow. “I’ll let you pick.” Ah, she knew how to get on my nerves. But that was alright because in a few seconds, she wouldn’t be sounding so confident. Without warning, I lunged at her.

She said daringly. "You really have some nerves, don't you?" I asked trying to calm myself. "Of course I do,do I look like someone who is gentle or easy to give up?" She asked. "Well,am gonna show you the stuff am made of."I said rolling the sleeve of my clothes. "Stop babe, just let her be she is only trying to get on your nerves, don't let her get to you." Jeremy said soothingly. "I want her out of my house." I said calming down a bit.

“Something happened last night?” That was all needed to get her burning up with fury, it wasn’t exactly because of hate this time. Just them getting on each other’s nerve which deep down they both wanted. They liked making the other one lose control over their mind. They didn't know since when but they started enjoying this back and forth of comments among them. She leaned closer as well and spoke softly. “Something did happen which I have done many times before as well, exactly not any breaking news.” That was not the right thing to say to him at that time but she wanted to get on his nerves just like he was doing with her.

She needs my reassurance. Reaching back I take her hand in mine, fully expecting some sharp retort. Her palm is cold and clammy and there’s none of her usual fighting spirit in evidence. She’s not just nervous, she’s terrified. “I guess I’ve finally found something that frightens you,” I tease her. “Who would have thought that meeting your future mother-in-law would be the thing that riles your nerves of steel?” She doesn’t even crack a smile. Her eyes barely flicker to mine.

He really had a nack for getting on people's nerves. "Doesn't have feelings for me? Pfft! I'll show him" ***

I hate how she treats me like I'm beneath her, like I'm some kind of a nuisance she needs to get rid of. But I can't let her win. I won't let her get the best of me. Even though it's hard, I try to keep my cool and not lash out at her. I don't want to give her the satisfaction of knowing that she's getting to me. But it's getting harder every day. I can feel my patience wearing thin, and I'm afraid that one day I might snap and do something I'll regret.

If she keeps making me this nervous, I don't think I'd be able to stay in control around her. What the hell is she doing to me?

She’s getting turned on. Autumn’s become so easy to read these days. “Do you know what that is?” I ask, smirking at her. “Of course I do,” she replies with an air of exaggerated confidence. “Then show me. Show me how it’s used.” She looks out the window and I see a faint blush creep up her neck. I notice her breathing quicken. She hits down on her hands. She’s nervous. “Don’t be nervous.” “I’m not,” she retorts.