When He Is Ignoring You Novels & Stories

"I missed you." Once again, she didn't receive any replies from him. He casually pushed her away from him and looked around. This made her angry. She pulled his hand. "Why are you ignoring me?!" 'Here he goes again!' She seethed in her mind. 'He's ignoring me again!" It was always like this whenever they are alone or out of that 'bitch's' sight. He only calls her whenever he wants to and after a passionate night, and that's it! She has to wait for him to call her again!

I don't want to spoil my mood as it already is. "How long do you plan to ignore me?" He asks, almost sounding frustrated. I didn't want to respond to him, but I couldn't avoid him forever. "I'm not ignoring you," I eventually said, but I refused to meet his gaze, choosing to stare at my hands instead. Ivan sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Look at me when I'm talking to you", he ordered. His tone was a little calmer. "Look, you are not allowed to ignore me. Okay?"

he sent it a d locked his phone back. He turned his back to leave. “Don't play with me Mr sexy voice, if you leave, I'll sack you! Come here, why are you so… urghhh… I don't even know what to call you… pathetic and blind, so blind that you don't even see me” she ranted on. One thing Bryan was great at was ignoring. If he wanted to act like he heard nothing and keep his concentration on what he wanted to, it wasn't a problem for him.

She ordered a coke and a scotch for him, then crossing her legs she asked "Did it really bother you that much when I ignored you?" "No...." he started but she raised her hand to interrupt him "Don't lie to me. You wouldn't have followed me if you weren't bothered" "Cocky much?" "No. But I'm old enough to understand that when a man gets angry for being ignored it means that he really wanted to have your attention from the beginning" "Okay, yes it did. I don't understand why you would follow me here then proceed to ignore me. Unless you're playing hard to get"

A pause. I sighed, thinking maybe, just maybe, he was gone. I turned and started to walk away. Then the door burst open. He shoved it hard, the lock giving in. I gasped and backed up. “What the hell is wrong with you!” I shouted. “You can’t just...” “You’ve been ignoring me!” His voice was sharp, wild. “I’ve been nothing but patient, and you act like I don’t exist!” “Because I don’t want you here! Get out!”

he shouted, hoping that she would say something or stop walking. It worked. She stopped walking and turned on her heels. "Don't yell at me," she said, mumbling, pointing her finger at him while being close to him. "Don't ignore me," he said, taking her finger and lowering it. "If you don't like being yelled at, don't ignore me. I've been talking to you for a while, and as you are, you act like I don't exist. Do you know how terrible that feels?" he asked her, and Melia's expression changed. "It feels awful, especially when..."

I asked the same question again. and he continued to not respond. I let out a deep breath and bit my bottom lip. I reached across to put my hand on his shoulder."Why are you doing this?" I questioned him. I was insulted that he had still not responded. He was not required to behave like a kid. Why was he rejecting her? How did I get here?"Why are you ignoring me?" I yelled at him.

But I was disappointed when he came alone. I rushed to him but he avoided looking at me. " Where were you? " I asked but he ignored me as if he didn't see or heard me. " I am talking to you. " I said. " But I am not. Are you so stupid now that you don't even understand that I am not interested in talking to you? " He replied.

I know some werewolves were born without a wolf. “It's not that,” he says. “Then what?” “Fuck, Elena! Can't you just leave me be? You ignored me for four months. Can't you ignore me now?” he says in a harsh tone. He is right, and I could ignore him. But it's something about this whole situation that is strange, and I want to know what. Being a total bitch with him won’t help. I need to keep calm. “I can't keep ignoring you,” I say.

During the holidays, my boyfriend, Felix Zimmerman, insists on bringing his female best friend, Cassidy Crowther, home for dinner. Everyone keeps fussing over Cassidy. Even Felix's mother, Helen Danes, takes Cassidy's hand and asks her about her life. Her eyes are already crinkling from how wide her smile has become. But when Helen notices me being ignored by everyone else, she's quick to frown at me. "Sienna, if you have nothing to do, you might as well help out in the kitchen." At the dining table, Felix keeps placing food on Cassidy's plate. When I mutter to Felix to help grab me a piece of crab due to how far the crabs are from me, he goes impatient immediately. Heck, he doesn't eve