Synonym Crush Novels & Stories

The low, rough voice that growled my name while he drove into me. Christian Knight. The pieces slam together in my brain like a puzzle I never wanted solved. Christian Knight = C.K. C.K. = Gwen’s lifelong crush. The guy she’s talked about since we were teens. The one she still sighs over in drunk texts. The same man I let fuck me senseless last night—loud, desperate, no holds barred—thinking it was just a one-time thing. My best friend’s family friend. Sitting three feet away. While she beams at him like he’s the answer to every prayer.

I totally want to go so I get to see my crush. The boy of my dreams. Oh so dreamy. 'Snap out of it dumbass. He doesn't even acknowledge you'. I thought to myself. He has been my crush since when I was 15 years old. We went to the same school. Anyway on my way to school I saw my bestfriend Amy. Waving at me. She's so sweet. We grew up together and she knew all my secrets. We tell each other everything. Yeah she had a sleepover with her boyfriend so he dropped her off at school. If you're wondering.

if only mum knows that he happens to be my crush from highschool well he seems good, you know I haven't worked with him yet we just melt today so I don't know how good or bad he is yet. I definitely wasn't lying about that, because we might have gone to the same highschool but we didn't know each other more than the name, so I really wasn't lying when I said I don't know how good or bad he is yet.

"Almost close... Another guess!" "You gat a crush in school?" Liam said making Jasmine glared at him. "What's a crush?" Jace asked looking too inquisitive. "Ermm... it's a kinda.. You know.." Liam stuttered. He couldn't find the right word to use. Jasmine folded her hands, daring him to complete his statement. He pleaded with his eyes for Jasmine to help him out. Jasmine rolled her eyes... "Jace, why don't you let your Uncle Liam take another quick guess" She suggested.

However, the confusion infected poor Midnight, going from Ryder to him, spreading evenly between them. "Didn't you say you had a crush on him?" What is going on? Do you or do you not like that guy? May I hope or dig a hole and bury myself there? "Aha." Ryder smiled realizing where Midnight misunderstood her. "Having a crush doesn't mean I like him. I have to know him and have feelings for him to be called 'liking'. Having a crush only means that I'm interested in him. That interest can lead to me liking him, being only friends with him or it can also lead to nothing. It depends on what kind of person he is."

Crack. Shatter. Silence. Or maybe just to my ears.

Fran caught me smiling and broke into a wide grin. “You look like you’re writing about your crush.” She remarked, and I turned red. “No way! What silly crush?” I retorted immediately, and she smiled even wider. “Denial. When denial is strong, it’s usually the opposite.” She told me, hitting her pen on my head. “No way. It’s not my crush. Do I look like I can have a crush? Girls like me do not have crushes.” I said immediately, but she shook her head.

Kieran sat beside me and started reminiscing on his own. "In high school, you were everyone's dream girl. So many guys had crushes on you, but Flynn was like a flyswatter—anyone who got close to you, he smacked them away. "He blocked every single guy who tried to give you love letters or ask you out for meals. If you were to tell me that he didn't have feelings for you, I wouldn't believe it for a second."

With that, he gave me a cold look, then turned and walked back into Fiona’s hospital room without looking back. My heart froze as his cold back disappeared. I heard him gently comfort Fiona. I could not believe Nigel thought I was a bad person, even though he had no proof at all. I rubbed my sore eyes and was about to leave when Jora came out. She leaned close to me with a smug smile. “So what if you’re his crush? You still lose to people like us. “If you’re smart, go inside, kneel, and apologize to Fiona. Maybe Nigel would like you a little more.”

I sighed and rolled my eyes as amara smacked his arm before scolding him. "Was she talking to you in the first place? And what's the 'girls and their problems' supposed to mean? It's not our business and problem that your crush doesn't like you back." Amara ended with sarcastic air quotes as she look him up and down from beneath her eye lashes before brushing him off like an annoying fly. She rambled on and on as I zoned out again day dreaming about Silas, like I always doing, consciously and unconsciously.