Who Your Crush Novels & Stories

Chapter Two: Unrequited Crush ANABETH COLLINS Every girl's innocent and not so innocent dream. Every guy's threat. Everyone adores him. The man is the perfect example of a perfect man. Handsome, smart, kind. He has all the good qualities and attitudes that I don't. I shrank back at the thought. I always see hima and I can only admire him from afar. Because as clichè as it sounds, a loser like me can only do that much. I'm not even sure if I have the right to even attempt to have a crush on him.

"You like me even though you don't know who I am?" "You wouldn't believe it, but the first time I see you, I know you're the one I've been looking for." She chuckled, "You're pretty hopeless romantic" "I guess I am" "Even crushes grow or develop if you have made short observations on that person; visually, some may be drawn, but it was just for a split second, not long enough to be a crush." "I like you inside out" "What if I'm a crazy person, I doubt you will fall to me that easily"

An there'd be less comparison. I'm not even sure I should be telling you this, but I have never had a crush before. Well, at least I've not crushed on someone I can actually have before. I usually crush on celebrities and the like, not on any guy I've seen face to face. Or girl. I've just never had a real crush before.

Alex repeated with wide eyes. "Don't be angry please." "How old are you?" Alex asked. "Please don't get mad. "Matty said and crawled close to his brother. "How old are you?" Alex repeated the question. "S-seven." "Do you even know what crush means?" "I-I do." "Ahumm enlighten me please!" "It means you like someone so much and wants to be with them." "You like me and wants to be with me, do you have crush on me?" Alex asked. "Eww you are my brother Alex, having these feelings outside the family bond is called crush."

"Not vodka. Anything but vodka." He laughed. "Two beers please!" He said, raising a hand to get the attention of the barkeep. "That's a better start than my last encounter already." "You mean that guy?" He pointed over the bar, where my former 'suitor' was already at work with another girl. Luckily, it seemed she wasn't having much of him either. "That guy's a prick. He's the whole reason I don't come to this place." I glanced at my new crush. "Yeah, I haven't seen you around before."

she said, “everything will work out.” My pulse raced. “Thank you,” I breathed. “You have no idea how much this means to me.” Inside, something dangerous stirred. Odell Johnson, the king of campus and my childhood crush. And now… I was about to walk straight into his world. ……….. I finally settled into the room after everything quieted down.

He who angers you conquers you. ~Elizabeth Kenny Charlotte "Who might this 'arrogant ass jerk face' be?" the woman I had just vented out to asked air quoting the names I called Anthony. "His my crush," I sighed feeling stupid, "I know it's pathetic, I'm a grown ass woman who still has a crush and complains about him like a high school teenager," I rumbled on and on. "but it's not my fault the bastard doesn't like me the way I do him, who am I kidding, he’ll never like me in that way, he only tolerates me because of my family." I laughed at how pathetic I was.

Alan asked. "I want to be a dream girl," I said, blushing. "A dream girl? What does a dream girl look like?" Alan chuckled, starting to sip his whisky. "I want to be beautiful, talented, popular, and independent. During prom night, I saw a billboard at my school, and one of the alumni became a model in the school's ad. She was Charlotte McMillian.” I explained quickly. “Charlotte McMillian?” He seemed to remember something, then nodded. “Yes, you’re right. And then?”

It was a message from a number she didn't recognize. **Ethan**: So... when's our rain check? Lena's heart skipped a beat. Maybe her crush wasn't as hopeless as she'd thought.