Novel & Cerita What Is A Platonic Crush

Luster would say it’s just admiration, Seraphine would say it’s attraction, and Leilani would say it’s a crush. A crush... I have a crush on Seraphine Wildfrost? Me, Cassius Silverton? I let out a hysterical laugh, then I submerged myself in the bathtub. Nope. That thought should perish, or be buried deeply into the farthest part of my mind. I don’t have a crush on Seraphine. Only children do that. I’m not a child anymore. I’m twelve and soon to be an Alpha, and I don’t... A groan escaped me.

I've never seen Clara this shy before. Well, it's expected, we're talking about George. The guy Clara has had a crush on for years. I would call this love. Yes, love. It can't be a crush. It has to be love. For more than ten years. It has to be a childhood crush, turned into like, then classified as obsession. But come on. This is love. "Tell me he looks better than his i*******m pics." "Do I need to?" We both squeal and laugh out loud.

I mumbled shaking my head. “So? I am telling you that I have a crush and not talking about love. We can have a crush on anyone at any time. Like we have them on the movie stars or singers like that. Just imagine him to be a star and have a crush. It is not like I am trying him.” Nipuna explained. “It is a good thing that you are not trying him. Because his girlfriend will not leave you alone, and they have been in a relation for many years.” Amrin said to which Nipuna frowned moving away.

And she isn't your crush, I thought in my head. “She isn't his crush.” I heard Aiden behind me. “I don't think you know what crush means.” I said to them. “Oh, I know. When you like someone but you haven't told the person yet.” He paused for a while and looked at Caleb, who nodded for him to continue. “For example, Uncle Matthew has a crush on you, Mama.” “What!” I exclaimed, I wasn't done reeling from Aiden's words when Caleb spoke. “So, Mama, do you have a crush on Uncle Matthew or Daddy?”

I had a crush on Colton Hastings, a huge, massive, undeniable, implausible, painful, unconditional, and irrevocable crush. I am so fucking screwed. Yet despite the unfortunate realization, I found myself whispering to him. "I still hate you." ~~~ Don't you hate it when you have a crush?

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 low, rough voice that growled my name while he drove into me. Christian Knight. The pieces slam together in my brain like a puzzle I never wanted solved. Christian Knight = C.K. C.K. = Gwen’s lifelong crush. The guy she’s talked about since we were teens. The one she still sighs over in drunk texts. The same man I let fuck me senseless last night—loud, desperate, no holds barred—thinking it was just a one-time thing. My best friend’s family friend. Sitting three feet away. While she beams at him like he’s the answer to every prayer.

He was at the same school as mine and he was two years ahead of me but that didn't stop me from liking him. Yes, I have liked him since the first time I saw him. No, I loved him! Because he was handsome, so handsome that he gained popularity in the school wherein he was also the captain of the school's basketball team. Everything about him was beyond perfect. For me? Yes, only for me. However, I thought he has never noticed me. We never talked or exchanged even a simple glance. Well, I was watching him in secret but I have never seen him look at me. And I really feel sad about that. He was a snob, a real snob and I really don't know what to do for him to notice me.

I pointed out. "Kuya Rustov is also good, ah? Maybe you crushed Steve so you praise him!" Janice's words were a bit loud at the end so the schoolmates around looked at us. It was like they heard something shocking. When I looked at them my eyes immediately returned to the field. I stared at the friend. "Just because I'm praised, crush right away? Why, can't I admire anyone like ordinary people do?" "Girl, you're not ordinary. You haven't liked anyone yet, remember? As in your type you can call a crush. You don't even want to consider courtships. Is that still normal?"

if only mum knows that he happens to be my crush from highschool well he seems good, you know I haven't worked with him yet we just melt today so I don't know how good or bad he is yet. I definitely wasn't lying about that, because we might have gone to the same highschool but we didn't know each other more than the name, so I really wasn't lying when I said I don't know how good or bad he is yet.