Story About Crush Novels & Stories

All I could do was think of it as a painful lesson learned for being a poor judge of character. When I tossed the bill over to Harrison, he finally dropped the final shred of his pretense. "Are you bloody insane, Vivian? You're demanding 300 thousand dollars in compensation?" Harrison roasted as he charged at me and grabbed me by the collar to slap me. The neighbors who'd been waiting on the side rushed over and pressed Harrison to the floor. Someone even used this chance to kick him and vent their anger.

"Anthony and I used to be classmates in university. He was an outstanding student, so I began developing feelings for him. "At first, he didn't accept my advances, but he didn't turn me down either. I thought I still stood a chance, so I began pursuing him actively. But one day, he told me out of the blue that he had a crush on another woman and told me to not pester him anymore. "I was so mad back then, so I started asking around who Anthony's crush was. Then, I invited her out because I wanted to talk to her. Who would've thought that his crush would end up getting into a car accident on her way home?

"Okay, I got it." Carolyn looked at him, sadness filling her eyes. "Carsen, can you tell me a story, please?" "Okay," Carsen choked, and he told her a story about a boy's secret crush. Carolyn listened to the boy's story and realized that it was remarkably similar to her own past crush. She closed her eyes and reminisced about her previous experiences of unrequited love, each one of them quite bittersweet. Unconsciously, she fell asleep. Carsen raised his hand and gently stroked her dark hair, sighing softly, "I haven't finished yet. In the end, the boy only found out that when he had a crush on the girl, she also liked him. And in the end, they both pursued each other."

But guess, who is handling everything? Me. I am the one with their properties. I made sure to work hard to get to this height that I am. Even though I almost let everyone down and everything almost crumble down. But my mother and sister gave me the support I needed and I was able to stand up to my feet. Well, what happened then is a story for the future. "Brother, do you know what a crush is?" She asked me and I almost spat out the water in my mouth. "What?! Crush?!" I asked with a shocked expression as I looked in between her and my mother. My mother shook her head while I looked back at her.

"Well I might have told them all about you, first out of jealousy then, well, more like an infatuation over your work. Then when I found out that my mom was dating the father of that same artist they mocked me saying I'd never be as good as you, which they are right, especially after seeing what you don't post. I had a crush on you last year when I first saw you, before you beat me. I couldn't take my eyes off of you that entire event. They know who you are because I told them about you." I couldn't help the blush that crept onto my cheeks as he spoke to me, I could feel them becoming redder the more he said so I attempted to hide behind my hair, thankful I ended up keeping it down today.

They chopped, stirred, and tasted, with laughter and lively conversation filling the kitchen. In the midst of preparing the meal, their talk shifted to reminiscing about their crushes during their elementary and high school days. Laughter and nostalgia flowed as they shared their crush stories, from secret glances to handwritten notes. Jasmine confessed, "I used to have a massive crush on this guy who sat in front of me in sixth grade. I would find any excuse to borrow a pencil from him just so I could talk to him." Marissa joined in with her own story, "Oh, I remember my high school crush. I used to purposely walk the same way home just so I could bump into him."

“Don’t feel bad. It’s not your fault Boss Noah likes you. I won’t blame him either. You’re very pretty. Any man will like you at first sight.” She reached across the table for my hands, trying to rub them and make me feel better. But I gently withdrew, still shocked and conflicted with my thoughts and feelings. “I can’t believe her. She hates me just because her crush likes me? That’s a very childish thing to do. What is she? Fifteen? Good thing I didn’t come to this company for romance or to snatch another person’s love interest. If she wants him, she can have him for all I care. He’s all hers.”

I rolled my eyes. "Nope! Here's another one, listen very carefully, 'kay? Why do people call it CRUSH?" He asked. Uh.. because Candy Crush? Haha! Kidding. "What?" I asked, suddenly curious for some reason, "Because that's how you feel when they don't feel the same way in return. Haha! CRUSH-ed, #LeanderBeBusted! #GymGoals! HAHA!" He laughed so hard. "Wait, how did you know that?" I shuddered.

My first crush was when I was eleven, I was crushing on my math teacher. At first, I was normal around him, it was just a student-teacher thing. He was nice to me and before I knew it, I suddenly lost the ability to speak in front of him or look him in the eyes. All I did was splutter, blathered, or stuttered like a fool. My face and neck were always red, my hands would shake like no man's business. In conclusion, I acted like an idiot and never said anything good when I had a crush. Luckily, my crush tend to die fast, it died in two weeks. The same thing went with my second crush at thirteen and he was my age. I made a complete fool out of myself but fortunately, it died in exactly two week

It's not a bad thing I must say, it's normal! Weird thing about this crush or infatuation thing is that it's stupid, yes it is and I'll say it again, "ITS DUMP"! You want to know why? Let me tell you, a crush is a very strong but brief feeling of love. Being strong means you may find yourself having done serious and foolish stuff in the name of love that isn't even real, ask me I know, am a living testimony. Sometimes you may even get to lose what's more valuable in your life all because of a crush, people do fight with their wives and husbands over a 'crush' you know what am saying.