Signs Your Crush Like You Back Novels & Stories

On the day we took our college graduation photos, a chubby girl holding a bouquet of roses stepped in front of me. Her voice was trembling with nervousness, "Alex Quinn, I like you!" I stopped in my tracks and gave her a smile. "Thank you for liking me, but I'm not interested in dating." I glanced at my reflection in the glass door. Tall and slender, with a fair complexion and smooth features, I was dressed in a gray tracksuit and sneakers.

Josh smiled, displaying a mischievous expression to tease me. "What's gotten into you?" I asked embarrassedly. "I've noticed how you've always paid attention to her. Even during the match, you've looked at her several times. You like her, don't you? You little flirt!" Josh chuckled, and Brad did the same. "Did you say that I like her? You're ridiculous." I took another sip of my iced tea to cover my possibly blushing face. "No need to pretend. We can keep it a secret, you know," Brad said, his hand moving to pretend to zip his lips.

She slowly tugged on her lips, scolding it for talking too much, and hit her forehead as she realized she just told him that he was her crush. Who does that? She thought to herself as she scolded herself mentally. “Why not friends?” He asked as he extended his right hand out for an handshake. She gasped and glanced at his extended hand. “You… you mean it?” She asked with surprise lacing her voice. “Yeah. I am human, so being friends with me should not be so difficult and besides you are not toxic. I mean people will do anything to get their crush to notice them.” He said. She cleaned her hands with her top and slowly, hesitantly, brought her hands forward. She stopped when she was about to t

It was annoying. “No, I kind of hate her.” I didn't bother hiding it. My confession seemed to amuse him. The corners of his lips lifted. “Yup, definitely have a serious crush on you now.” He held my chin and just stared at my face in admiration. I, on the other hand, was so close to having an orgasm just by his words. I even wanted to cry. Do you know how good it feels for your crush to have a crush on you in return? It's amazing.

I pinch my fingers to show a tiny gap. “That small? How can I make it bigger?” “A kiss might nudge my heart a bit.” He chuckles and captures my lips. I melt into his arms, feeling lucky to have someone so caring. My body ignites at his touch—if this is how relationships should feel, I’ve been doing it wrong my whole life. He pulls away, and I sigh, eyes still closed, savoring it. “So, has your crush grown?” I open my eyes and smile. “Hmm, it’s grown into liking you—just a little.”

The butterflies in my stomach fluttered non-stop, my heart is about to stop, he likes me, it feels good to hear that word from the lips of the person you like too. 一Seriously?一. There was some hope in my tone of voice. He smiled sideways. 一Yes. He sat down next to me, raised his hand, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear, then stroking my cheek. So he likes me. My crush likes me. It's unbelievable. Am I dreaming? 一I don't know what to say一. I mumbled, lowering my eyes. With his hand, he made me look at him again. 一I know you feel the same way too,一he whispered.

It was beyond her how dimples could make someone so cute, how could someone's smile be so contagious. Andrea believes it takes time to actually like someone and there lies the difference between feeling attracted and liking someone. She is well aware of that fact. It's his ethereal that draws her in but what further deepens her crush is the interaction she had with him. Although it's a single conversation, it was enough for her to determine that he is worth the emotions she has been feeling.

“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.”

But at this point, I think I need someone else’s perspective. I got up from lying when Taylor finally got to the floor. She made me move to give her space so she could sit on my bed. “How do you know when you like someone?” I queried. Maybe asking that question is safer. If I give everything to her, she might think I really like Flint. Which I don’t. I think. “Well, based on my experience…” She started. “For me, the first sign would be… if you keep on thinking about that person. You know, you can’t get them out of your head.”

I said with nervous chuckle when he still didn’t take his eyes off me. “You already know the answer though,” he said with a shrug. “I do. I literally told you I had a crush on you and you just ignored that. My self-esteem is on the line here, but no pressure. Just tell me if you like me or not. I promise to be a big boy about it.”