Their Troublesome Crush Novels & Stories

Victor was excited. "Wouldn't miss it for the world, Victor. This party is incredible. Jake knows how to throw a celebration!" I looked very sincere. We exchanged smiles, my connection to him growing stronger with each passing moment. "Absolutely! Come on, let's grab some drinks and hit the dance floor. It's time to celebrate!" "But I just had one not too long ago." "Did you finish it?" I shook my head. "We are going to get a drink." The dominance and possessiveness in his voice made me grow softer and my crush on him reached a much higher level.

He said and I froze, in shock. My eyes were wide and I couldn't believe my ears. Did that mean my crush wanted me all to himself? My heart drummed in my chest at that thinking. I felt butterflies in my tummy but in the end, I knew I couldn't just come to that conclusion. "Do we have a deal?" Damien asked and I swallowed. All three conditions will only make me get closer to him. He was my uncle but I had a secret crush on him. But then he was too handsome and classy to let go of my crush on him.

He finished the sentence and I nodded. “I know of a girl. She met her crush years back at a club and fell in love with him instantly. She secretly followed him that night and saw him making out wildly with another girl. She ran away but, unknown to her, the man saw her. He saw the intense craving in her eyes. That girl is sitting in front of him now, and he can still see the craving. It’s still there and even more now.” I watched with shock as the words flowed seamlessly out of his mouth. When he said the last part, I almost choked on my own tongue.

Jessy paused to build up the tension. "When you dance with another man, BAM!, that's when his ego gets crushed. I'm sure he'll be upset, and that, my dear, will make him more eager to get you." I pondered all of Jessy's words carefully. "Is that why he rejected me at prom? Maybe he already knew I would confess my love to him and felt I wasn't a challenge anymore. We've also been friends since childhood, so maybe I was too easy for him to get, so he got bored," I said sadly.

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

She felt terrible that he seemed so agonized about the tragedy in the ring. He made his way back to where she still stood. His big satisfied smile gave her silly butterflies, reminding her of the days back in high school. Then she remembered how she'd felt earlier when he held her hand. Oh, yeah, she was definitely developing a crush—a harmless one. It wasn't unheard of for girls to develop crushes on their boyfriend or even spouse's friends, especially ones that looked like Giovanni Bravo, right?

" oh? Won't you tell me why you spent an hour in the Shower, or are you... " " I think I have developed a crush on someone. " I suddenly said interrupting my cousin, Sia. " What! " She exclaimed Suprised. " When? , How and on Whom? " She asked. " Calm down Sister Sia, I only told you that I have a crush on Someone and not that I am getting married, alright? " I said. " I know but it's still a Surprising thing for you to admit that you've got a crush on someone, it doesn't happen every day, Kay? "

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.

I spilt the tears. My heart was hammering in my chest, and I can't seem to stop replaying the moment. It was just too embarrassing that the person I've had a crush on since i first stare has his brown eyes, even if it was just for a short while, I still can't stop the memory of slap that still replay on my head. I just let my "pride" down and cry my heart out because it was just too hurt, not just because of the slap or the public but because I had a "CRUSH" on him, a crush on a lowful guy.