Novel & Cerita Truths To Ask Your Crush

I’m trying to be his friend again, I cannot be that cruel to him… But he revealed my… No, not my secret, he revealed our secret to others… Besides, it’s not like he has admitted his crush to me… He’s still denying it. Should I ask him about it? “Dare.” Hunter answered. I can’t ask him anything now! Or maybe I can… “Kiss the girl you have a crush on.” I smiled smugly, having found a way to get what I wanted. There is nothing I do better than revenge… Don’t mess with me if you don’t wanna get burnt! It’s that simple yet some people just don’t understand! “I don’t have a crush on anyone.” Hunter sighed, rolling his eyes at me.

Sydney whispered to me. "I said that I don't want to." I retorted. "Then if you won't do the dare, you'll have to go for the truth. Tell me, who is your crush?" Sam shot a question at me. My eyes rested on Jake for a brief moment then trailed to the floor. I commenced fiddling with my fingers. There was pin-drop silence as everyone waited for the truth. My heart was drumming ferociously. My throat succumbed to desiccation.

“Okay, Andrea, truth or dare?” Andrea hesitated, her heart thudding. “Truth.” “Hmm…” A guy tapped his chin dramatically, glancing around at the others. “Let’s make it interesting.” Andrea’s stomach dropped. “Interesting how?” “Simple question,” He said, smiling. “Do you have a crush on anyone here?” The room went silent. Andrea blinked. “What?” Lily’s grin widened, though her tone stayed light. “Come on, it’s just a game. You have to answer honestly.”

Then all of a sudden he became a bit serious. " Maurvi did you never fell in love? " he was looking at me. Why did he ask that? " No... And you? " I asked him. " Not till now? " Thank God he said that. " How many crushes have you had? " " Don't know, never counted , let me count now......I think 5. How about you. "

Typical Jamaal, I decided to ask him the one question that has been lingering on my mind. Me: Who do you like, is it me or your crush? Two minutes passed, three minutes also passed. I tapped my fingers on my laptop as I waited for his reply. Mystery man: To be honest with you, I'm in a dilemma concerning this. You are my crush to and I like you both. Me: Ouu.... I like you too, I think I'm attached to you. I groaned after I clicked on sent, won't that make me sound cheap.

“Selene? You’re here, i, I swear I heard something. Like… a groan. Are you okay? Constipation or something?” I’m leaning against the counter, legs shaking, trying to look normal. My face burns. I can still feel the wet heat between my thighs, the ghost of his tongue. “Y-yeah,” I stammer, voice too high. “Constipation. Bad. Really needed water. It… hit me sudden.” She frowns, steps closer. “You sure? You look flushed. And you’re breathing weird.” I force a laugh—choked, awkward. “Water. Just water. Helps sometimes.”

Someone points. “Monica!” I smile automatically. It’s muscle memory again. Smile. Don’t be weird. Don’t ruin the vibe. Smile. “Truth,” Zoey says before I can answer, lips curling like she already knows it’ll land. “She’s too coquettish to drink.” Laughter erupted and embarrassing heat crawls up my neck. The question is stupid. Something about crushes and secrets and who I’d hook up with if Damian wasn’t here, and I answer it vaguely, carefully, choosing words that won’t hurt anyone, and they groan like I cheated the system.

As soon as I walked into the building, someone suddenly grabbed my wrist, making me stumble a bit. I looked up and met a pair of domineering eyes. “Felix…” I was momentarily lost for words. “What are you doing here?” Felix Smith was my crush and also my roommate in the boys’ dormitory. Yesterday, I had messaged him, asking if he wanted to come and take graduation photos together, but he had not replied. Felix came from a prominent family and was exceptionally accomplished himself. When we were still naive freshmen, he had already started his own business.

The position did obscene things to his shoulders, and my stupid dick practically jumped. “So what would it take?” he asked. “For it to be a yes?” Is he for real? “For starters? You have a crush on someone.” “Besides that.” I dragged a hand down my face. This was absurd. I knew he didn't mean it. But even if he did, he didn't mean it the way I wanted him to. He doesn't know what he was asking. This was probably a hormone-fuelled crush on his boss because I was the first guy he kissed. He'd get over it the moment his crush notices him.

Diane grinned from ear to ear as she picked up a card and read the question. “ What's your full name?” She asked and he replied immediately. “ Stefan Ronald Scott.” He replied with a smile. “ Nice.. now it's your turn.” She said and he picked up one of the cards. “ Ever had a crush on anyone?” He read out the contents of the card and she stared at him with parted lips. “ Yes I have.” She answered while silently praying he doesn't ask anymore questions about the crush thing but she was wrong. “ Oh really? Tell me about it..” He asked with a smile plastered on his face even though he felt conflicted within.