Valentine Day Crush Novels & Stories

"Forwarded by: Compu-Cupid To: Corazon Lopez Hello, Cora! My name is Val and apparently you're my perfect match. I know, it's an odd name for a guy. It's a long story...maybe I can tell you over coffee? I see from your profile that you're a social worker, so I know you're probably busy, but hey, you've got to eat sometime, right? Also, the picture of you in that slinky, red dress is fantastic. I love a lady with curves. Please let me know if you're interested in meeting up sometime. Have a good night. Val"

Chelsea said and Melanie rolled her eyes. "Seriously, will you tell me? I'm beginning to lose cool here?" Melanie said impatiently. "Fine then but don't be too shocked.." She said and Melanie's Melanie's Curiousity increased the more. "You know I have a friend of mine whose brother is still single. He's the assistant to the CEO of a very big company here in Korea " "So?" Melanie asked and but her lower lip hoping Chelsea did not do what she's thinking of. "He saw your pics on my phone and said he likes you so i helped you fix a blind date with him. I thought you would like it..' Clelsea said and Melanie groaned.

Though he doesn't sound displeased with the thought but very interested "I bet you think of that, don't you? Vanilla under you while you—" "Enough, Chocolate" Ber cuts in "He's already flustered as it is" Chocolate turns around now, walking by his side "But it's obvious he has a crush on her! And it's cute when he's that embarrassed!" I— I had a crush on her? Is that what it was? Finally, Strawberry stops at my class door, Cream doing the same as Chocolate quickly moves onto my arm, a smile on his face as he waves at them both "See you at Recess"

"I will tell you about this incident that happened. There was this girl a year younger to us in our school who had a huge crush on Alec..." "Crush? Hades innocently interrupts and I am obliged to explain to this oblivious god. "Crushing, is a feeling you have for someone....who is very special and precious to you, okay? And its not love, YET! But you don't see them as a friend either, like its more than just friendship. " "Its basically....cruelly frustrating, mostly one-sided and very complicated." I sign off and by his nod I continue only to have forgotten what I was previously speaking of.

I’m even expecting for him to like pop a fuse and just combust in shame. “I don’t have a crush on you—go and fuck your conceited self.” He grumbled while folding the laundry in the living room as we watch some classic series of Tom and Jerry. If anyone has some kind of issue with what we are watching—they could fuck off. I fucking love Tom and Jerry. “You know, it’s really okay to have a crush on me, I mean, it’s just a crush. It’s not like we’re gonna have se—“

Dominic It’s hard to accept the blatant fact that karma is finally coming for me, and maybe it isn’t the quickest karma, but it surely took time to sharpen its claws. The biggest part of me wanted to let things happen, perhaps let Valentine destroy me, but then I realized he already did. I don’t have to ask him to be my boyfriend, and he doesn’t need to reject me because I’m already crushed to pieces.

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.

I whirl around to glare at him, but he just leans casually against a nearby tombstone, smirking. “Something like that,” I mutter, turning back to the grave. “She and her little crew said I looked like crap, so I told her she didn’t exactly look impressive either.” There’s a loud, theatrical hoot behind me. “Well, well!” Valentine exclaims, clapping his hands. “North finally grows a spine! Shame it’s made of Styrofoam.” I snap my head around. “Excuse me?” “Come on,” he says, grinning. “That’s the best you could come up with? ‘You don’t look impressive’? She’s probably crying herself to sleep right now.”

I looked up at Taylor, my nails digging so deep into my palms that they nearly broke the skin. Ethan let out an impatient sigh. “It’s late. Why aren’t you staying home where you belong? What are you doing here? “And now you’ve ruined the mood, stirring up trouble for no reason!” Tears slipped silently down my cheeks. Not only had he forgotten about our Valentine’s Day, but the promises he once made—to cherish me for a lifetime, to always treat me well—had also crumbled into nothing.

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.”