To My Fav Person Mga Nobela at Kwento

Elliott was taken aback. "You gave me a mug that cost 19.99 dollars with free shipping, because there was a discount if you bought two. You gave the other one to Emily. You took me out to an expensive restaurant once because your company gave you a coupon that was about to expire and you didn't want it to go to waste. You gave me a shirt that Emily couldn't fit into." The color drained from his face, turning from red to white. "Your phone doesn't have my fingerprint saved. There are no pictures of me on your social media. Your friends don't even know I exist. You claim you love me, but what you love is just having someone love you."

Since the beginning of our friendship, I’ve been in love with Natalie. Not some fleeting crush or quiet admiration—I mean the kind of love that settles deep into your bones. The kind that doesn’t fade with time, or distance, or her dating someone else who “gets” fashion and probably doesn’t have a history of eating boogers and farting during sleepovers.

After a moment, I lifted my head and met his eyes. "You're the person I like." Eira gasped like I'd just made an important announcement. She threw a hand into the air and nodded emphatically. "That's right! You're the one she likes!" I couldn't help smiling. The world was spinning a little, but suddenly I felt very sure of myself. "You're my favorite person." "Her favorite person!" Eira echoed, pointing at him as if she were presenting undeniable evidence. "You're the one I want beside me," I mumbled. "Even when we're old and everything's changed."

I looked at my dress again, “I do not understand what you mean. This happens to be one of my favourite dresses. Roy got it for me some months back.” “And this man claims he loves you? Honey, that's a hideous dress.” I rolled my eyes, “fortunately for the dress and I, we do not need your opinion. I love the dress and I'm going in it. Besides, I do not have the time to change.” Jax tilted his head and looked at me from head to toe with a frown that really got to my nerves. “This is possibly gonna be the best day of my life and all you can do is criticise me?” I pouted, “what kind of a best friend are you?”

she called him. "Yes babe," he said looking up from his phone. "What's your favourite colour?" She asked childishly "You." Kay blurted. "What? Me?" "Are you kidding?" "No I'm not, Car. You are my favourite colour, I love you and there's no other favourite thing in my life right now," "Kay," Carmen gasped. "Are you serious?" "I am serious babe, I am serious about you. You are my favourite person, nothing else can compare,"

The funny party being that she meant it. “I will see about that, but anyway, I have to go, thanks for calling Lili, you are my favorite person in the world,” I said to her as I grabbed my book. “Of course I am your favorite person, I am the only one brave enough to get close to you!” We both laughed. “Ok babe, talk to you tomorrow, let me know how it all went.” Soon after, I received a text message from Sophia, telling me to be ready at 9. It was quite late, but I wasn’t about to argue with her through texts.

I took a deep breath as we get out of the car. "Ahh....home at last..." I draped my arm on her shoulder, and walk straight to the bouncer who let both of us inside seconds later. Megan just shook her head, and follow me inside the club. "I swear Jack, you're my favorite person in this whole world. You're like my personal shrink, you made me feel all better just by filling these shots for us." I said to Jack, sitting straight on the bar stool eagerly waiting for him to refill my drink.

She clears her throat, "Favorite color? How old are you? Best place to visit? Do you have any siblings? Favorite person in the world?" Woah, that is a lot of questions. I take a deep breath before I respond, "My favorite color is yellow, I'm twenty-five, the best place to visit is my home, I'm an only child, and my favorite person in the world is my Mother, who sadly passed away when I was five years old." That got dark quick. Harper looks like she doesn't know what to say. That's okay, she doesn't need to say anything, she doesn't know me.

Selena Gomez - Lose You to Love Me (my fav song) About this story, the ending is like this song. 😭😭. They don't end up together.💔💔 🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯

I sighed finally remembering Melanie's words. " Mira...is your favourite colour still pink?" She laughed"of course not it's red silly" I smiled. "Oh yeah it is " playing a music on the radio, loud enough for her to ask about the noise I replied " it's your favourite musicians the beetles" I heard her laugh Soo hard" ofcourse it would have been the Beatles if I was born in those days.....My favorite musician is Sia.. remember house on fire?" I felt stupid, how could I forget.