Romans & histoires Weird Pick Up Lines

I asked him as if he was crazy, but I was laughing on the inside. “Gah! Can’t you just let me have fun for once! That’s already twenty pick up lines and usually they work for most girls! Why are you so good at this?” He asked frustrated, but quickly erased it with a smirk. Oh no, here it goes again. “I wonder what else you’re good at,” he said suggestively, arching his eyebrow in a seductive way. I threw him one of my French fries and it landed on his gray shirt, leaving a spot of oil behind. “Gosh, this was a new shirt!”

I never stopped punching his back and he remained unaffected. "Seriously Pretty girl, that's not going to help you." He said and I could almost sense him smirking. Pretty girl? Is that even an endearment? "You are seriously out of your mind!" I said as I could see us getting into the parking lot. "Can't help it. I am always thinking about you." "Wait, did you just use a pick-up line on me? What are you, Brett Parker?" "Don't ruin the moment for me, pretty girl."

The way he said it disgusted me, making me roll my eyes in disappointment, did I look that cheap, and why were men always acting like this? His pick-up line was on level zero, he wasn't even able to impress me. "What do you say?" He still insisted with a naughty smirk on his face, and my answer to him was a simple no. I told him I wasn't interested, neither was I ready to face any questions that he had to ask because I wanted to be with someone else tonight, and not him. "Are you sure, I'm pretty big down there…" he was trying to act enticing, but instead of paying any attention to him, I gulped down the drink the water had given to me, dripping the glass for another round.

I said and went back to my phone. "So how did you and Xavier meet?" he asked taking a seat next to me. That's your best pickup line?...so lame "Oh we met through our parents" I answered and went back to my phone. "Okay so tell me about yourself," he said. ugh, can't this guy take the hint that I'm not into him. "Well I grew up with my parents and they provide everything I ask for me, "I said with a fake smile. "wow you must be really lucky t-"my phone started ringing which cut him off. Thank God.

If he's smart, he'd back off. Dylan thought "someone" was a guy. Hopefully, he'd think so as well. And I'm back to thinking about him. Ugh. It's the weird pizza guy's fault. I cringe my nose and frown, tapping my feet impatiently. "If you were here with me, I'd never leave your side. Not for a second." Gross. That's hand's down the worse pickup line I've gotten in a while. Seriously? "Thank you." I mumble, biting my bottom lips in annoyance. Fuck, when will this pizza get off the fricking oven?

"I know you were at the fair. My memory is all botched but I know you helped me." He was bending down to steal a kiss when her Uber driver honked. "Okay, you owe me now. How about you give me your number so I'll collect my payment when we meet again? I'm not in New York for a long time." He said. Emily smirked, "You have the worst pickup lines." She said as they exchanged contacts. As her car pulled away, he sent her a quick text. His heart was gladdened for the first time in a long time.

“We could do that.” “I love it when they’re so confident.” I shook my head, taking a deep breath in a bid to regain my bearings. And to think that was the dumbest pick-up line I’d ever heard. He wiggled the five hundred dollar bill in front of my eyes. “Um, hello? I’m not playing.” “Fine,” I groaned, snatching the five hundred dollars from his hand. “I will bet five hundred dollars on not getting your disgusting cock anywhere near me tonight.”

It says, “Look, I hate to interrupt your night out, but what I have to tell you is important.” I respond, “Lol. Fine, I will play along for now. I am bored anyway.” He types quickly, “You have to get out of this bar now. Don’t look around, just go quickly.” Just who does this guy think he is? What the hell kind of request is that anyway? “Dude, seriously. You need better pickup lines. I don’t give a fuck who you are because you are not my boss, so go fuckoff.” Yeah, I might have been a bit rude, but seriously, who does he think he is?

she declared. "Geez, you could've given me a heads-up! You nearly gave me a heart attack," Bob grumbled. "Haha, my bad!" "It’s fine. I’d give you all my blood if you asked for it. Heck, I’d give you my life," Bob added, trying to sound smooth. "Haha, you’re hilarious. Do you actually use those cheesy lines to pick up girls?" Emely asked with a smirk. "Yeah... how did you know?" "No wonder you're still single. Your lines are way too flashy. Take my advice: bury that one and never use it again," Emely said, grinning.

"You mean to say I'm weird" "Yeah because I just called you a weirdo" "No, I'm not" "Ok I've heard you're not weird but how about I call you weird El that sounds cool" "No, it's not, El is just okay, thank you" "Weird El ...Nice" "Hmm and I'll call you violent Diana how about that" "No, I'm not violent" "Really who else carries a knife around if not for violent people" "It was just for safety please" "Hmm I see"