What Does A Crush Feel Like Novels & Stories

I pulled away from him and got off the bed making my way to the bathroom to avoid the awkward situation. I shut the door behind me and leaned on the door holding my heart which was thumping crazily against my rib cage. I closed my eyes and patted my heart to make it at ease. But nothing was working. My chest was heaving up and down with my heavy breaths. I don't know what is happening to me. Why do I feel this way around him? I know I have a crush on him but it can't be possible that I'm falling for him, am I?

I don't know why my heart beats like that. All my life I hadn't felt that way before. Those smile is so handsome. Everything about him is very attractive. I can't deny that he's a full package. From those thick eyebrows, long eye lashes, pointed nose, and red kissable lips. I just watched him then while I was close to my behavior as if my eyes were only on him. Do I have a crush on him? I don't know. I just find him attractive though. I never had a crush on someone either. I don't know this weird feeling I feel right now. I can't explain it.

It happened quietly. I liked the way he laughed, the way he stood close when we talked, the way my chest felt tight whenever he touched my arm. I didn’t understand those feelings. Nobody ever taught me what they meant. I thought maybe it was just friendship, just a stronger version of it. One day, we were sitting together after classes. He leaned in to say something, laughing. He was close. Too close. And I thought… maybe he feels it too. I had the urge then to do it since I felt so strongly for him, so I kissed him.

My jaw tightened before I could stop it. She shouldn’t be going out like this. Not alone. Not dressed like that. Not in a city full of people who didn’t know how to look away. She turned slightly, almost bumping into me without seeing me first. But I stepped down just in time. And then it happened. The collision. Her body hit mine lightly, and for a second neither of us moved. My hand instinctively caught her arm to steady her. Her skin was warm. Too warm. She froze immediately.

Like my world has ended and the only person that is meant for me is gone… I felt like a prisoner in my heart and the only person with the keys to my freedom was walking away from my rescue. I had to do something, I can’t let her go, my heart couldn’t take it, why do I feel so much pain in here? I placed a hand on my chest, I remembered my break up with Laurel like yesterday, I felt sad when it happened but it didn’t feel this way, even though she was my first, the pain was shallow, but this is deep. I found it difficult to breathe, she felt like my life force and now that she is leaving, how do I even think to breathe. Why did it feel that way with Marcel? What I feel for her should be an or

Ethan was the center of everyone’s attention in high school. He was handsome, had good grades, and won practically every competition he took part in. Plenty of people had a crush on him, but most of them did not dare to confess. I was the only one who did and continued pestering him even after he rejected me multiple times. In the beginning, he rejected me by saying that he wanted to focus on studying, but later on, he got annoyed by me constantly bothering him and blatantly stated that he was irritated by my very presence.

My body stiffened up in shock, my eyes flying to the open door of the washroom in his office and what I saw stunned the hell out of me. My crush could be seen banging a girl whose hands were on her toes as he fucked her from the back. My eyes flew open in shock and my mouth let out a loud gasp which gained his attention as he fixed his lusty and sexy eyes on mine. My body trembled after getting caught and my brain told me to run but my legs were stuck. The feeling of awkwardness overwhelmed me as I watched him continue pounding his meat inside the pussy of the girl who continued to moan and scream without knowing someone else was watching her shameless acts.

I wanted some excitement in my life, and I definitely got it. When I arrive at set the next day, I tell myself I'm ready to face him. I mean, there's no reason to be embarrassed by my crush anymore, right? There's no longer any question that he wants me, at least on a physical level. The minute I walk into the office building, though, I feel like someone is squeezing me by the esophagus. My pulse is galloping so fast I feel like I might be having a heart attack.

Flynn kissed me until my knees went weak and buckled. When I lost all strength and collapsed, he caught me by the waist, pulling me up and deepening this burning kiss. His other hand slipped under my shirt, roaming back and forth over my skin. Maybe it was hormones messing with my brain, but I didn't resist him at all. I just silently let myself sink into it. I felt something big and hard pressing against my lower abdomen through our clothes. The second I realized where this was heading, my mind snapped back into focus. My rational side woke up again, and I pushed him away at once.

My whole body feels like it’s about to burst. He pulls back just to drag his shirt over his head. The second I see his chest and stomach (he’s unfairly hot), my stomach cramps up. I suddenly feel skinny and pale laying there, like I have no idea what I’m doing. I cross my arms over myself without thinking.