Romans & histoires Sweet Things To Say To Your Crush

"What about it?" "I was so embarrassed because ... C'Mon"He probs gently I have a crush on you."I say as quietly as possible. Say what?"I heard him say I have a huge crush on you Damien"I say out loud, maybe a little too loud because I could feel eyes on our table. Typical of me to bash it all"I sigh out. He froze right at the same time I did. I hadn't meant to just...vomit it out like that.

Then he said, “What if the person I like is right in front of me?” I froze. For a moment, I thought I misheard him. “What?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. He smiled a little, but his eyes didn’t leave mine. “You asked who my crush is. It’s you, Tessa.” My heart began to beat fast too fast. “You’re joking,” I said quickly, half-laughing, half-nervous. “I’m not,” he said softly. “I’ve liked you for a while now. I just didn’t know how to tell you.”

“ Ew, that's such an indecent thing to say. I don't want to know about it.” “ Well, you asked me. He is literally and ultimately the best guy ever. And most importantly, with a kind heart.” “ I know that, keep it to yourself.” “ I just wanted you to know. “ “ Silly. Tell me something else. ” I said.“ I have nothing else to say.” “ Guess what?” “ Your crush asked you out in a dream and a few months later, he proposed to you and you turned him down. ” She said, When can she ever be serious?

“You never can tell, your mate, might turn things around for you?” “Wow… when did Stacy, the savage talker become a sweet talker and a motivational speaker,” I pinched the side of my skin, and he flinched, letting out a sharp cry. “You are being mean,” he says while I jumped on his back without warning. “Stacy, you will be the end of me.” “That sounds like words a lover will say to his crush, are you crushing on me?” I tease him, snaking my hand on his neck he tittered grabbing my legs to stabilize me on his back.

"If I could go back in time and shake myself, tell myself to wake the hell up, I would. But I can't. All I can do is tell you now—tell you that I love you. I love you so much that it scares the hell out of me. And I can’t imagine a single day, a single breath, without you in it." Tears streamed down my cheeks, mingling with the rain. My hands trembled as I clutched his soaked shirt. "You don’t mean all that. You’re just saying this because you somehow got to know about my silly crush on you. You are just feeling bad for me." I said.

“No, I'm trying to bribe our baby so the cravings kick in. Hot chocolate, strawberry flavoured anything, vanilla flavoured sweet, imagine the taste Cristela. " “Fuck you." I said. “It's very sweet."

"Hey handsome, I have a crush on you. I fell head over heels for you the moment I laid eyes on you. You're unforgettable. I'd give my all to you." "We just met, right?" "As soon as you were gone, I couldn't shake the feeling of missing you. So, I dolled myself up especially for you. Do you approve?" "Not too shabby, quite good, I approve."

A tingly, electric numbness shot through me, and my knees almost gave out. I didn't dare meet his predatory gaze. In the next second, his lips caught mine in a searing kiss. "Don't worry," he murmured against my mouth. "I'll make you feel good."

“I picked The Lucky One because that’s how I feel about you.” “Aw. You are just too sweet. I love you so much.” “I love you, too. So, do you want to watch the movie, or maybe we can skip it and….” “You are terrible. I would love to see this movie first. And then I will do things you can make a movie out of.”

"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.