Why Do I Keep Crossing Paths With My Crush Novels & Stories

they're both staring at me like I've gone crazy. "Lia, you said he proposed everything from the beginning, it's not like you're trying to swindle the man and trust me this is your good Samaritan." Hana chimes in. "Hana is right, have you ever wondered why you crossed paths with Mr. Trump back at the university 2years ago??" I shake my head, "It's because you were meant to fulfill his last wish and he was the one sent to you to change your life Lia" Sara takes my hands in hers.

I had no plans to get up yet so I made the most of the time by staring at the cluster of flowers first. “What do you have and why do I want to hide you? Why it stuck in my mind was important because Keeion provided. What if it came from him?” I feel like a fool talking to myself. I continued to stare and play with the flower as if waiting for it to answer. "Why am I acting like this?" I still haven’t stopped talking to myself. Until… “Omg! Do I have a crush on him?” I feel my cheeks turn red. I’m blushing for sure!

“Brittney, I was wondering if you’d join me for a drink. There’s a place nearby.” The words felt surreal, as though I’d stepped into Someone else’s life. I couldn’t believe my boss, my high school crush, was asking me out. For a while, I just stood there, staring at him, my pulse racing in confusion. But as tempting as the idea was, I couldn’t accept. “I appreciate the offer,” I muttered, trying to steady my voice. “But I really can’t.” His brows furrowed slightly, but his face remained composed. “Can’t, or won’t?”

I didn’t want trouble, and staying away from Lanvin was the only way to have peace in my heart. But somehow, I always ended up near Lanvin again. Something kept bringing us together, no matter how hard she tried. I didn’t know how. I didn’t know why. Something just kept pulling me close to him. It was like the universe had a cruel sense of humor, always throwing them into the same space, forcing their paths to cross even when she prayed they wouldn’t. Maybe it was fate or maybe something else but not the universe or maybe the goddess. I couldn’t explain. But it was happening again and again. When I got home that evening, I tried to act like I didn’t see him. I met him while eating and decide

But Levi doesn’t seem like the the frequent hookup type. Even though I met him on Grindr. Since then, I’ve only seen one other person show up and never again after that. No one else. What the fuck am I saying? It’s not like I live here. Still… why didn’t he just say I was the only one? Why didn’t he confirm it? I turn over. And then back again. And again. Does he even like me? Is there someone else? Someone he’s still in love with? I’m tired of wanting people who don’t want me back. It’s exhausting. And why the hell am I doing this again? I just got out of my last crush with Tony and now I’m at it again—like an idiot.

I mean, why would I have a crush on someone who just appeared out of nowhere to torment my life? “Because you can’t seem to leave me alone,” he said, a bright smile lighting up his eyes. “You’re always at the same places as me, so it made me wonder if you’re crushing on me. Though I wouldn’t mind if you were.” I wanted to wipe that stupid grin off his handsome face. My whole face flushed with embarrassment, irritation, and anger. I was embarrassed because, every day I woke up, I found myself wanting to run into him on my way.

His sudden arrival is unexpected, but perhaps there's a reason for it. It's hard to ignore the intense connection we share. There's an undeniable spark that ignites whenever we're in each other's presence. It feels like there's something much bigger at play, a force that brought us together from the very beginning. Maybe it's destiny, maybe it's just powerful chemistry, but one thing's for certain - it's exciting and a little bit unnerving.

Even if he does it himself sometimes. Even if his knife stabs me deeper with each passing day that his lips refuse to meet mine. Once upon a time, I thought I would gotten over him. Turns out, I am still waiting for him to kiss me back. ** Continuing on this path of discovery, the initial stages of a romance are marked by a growing sense of connection. The two individuals find themselves drawn closer together as they delve deeper into each other's lives. They share stories from their past, dreams for the future, and their vulnerabilities. In these moments of vulnerability, trust begins to form, creating a strong foundation for what may come.

“I like you… and I think I might go crazy because of that.” “Chl—” “I have had a crush on you since I met you, and it has done nothing but grow more in the last few years.” “I know… you do not not share the same feelings for me and I am not telling you this to burden you, so, I don’t want your response.” “I know I am just like a sister to you and I hate you so much for thinking of me as your sister. Maybe it would have been better if we met under different circumstances… or maybe not.”

Or maybe it was just me, still seeing him through the lens of admiration I couldn’t seem to shake. My eyes widened, and I quickly got to my feet, my surprise evident. "What are you doing here?" I blurted out, unable to mask my shock at his unexpected visit. Glimpses of Friday night flashed through my mind, and I tried to shake them off. His presence was making me nervous, as nervous as when I first realized I had a crush on him. My heart raced, and I felt the heat rise to my cheeks. It was impossible to ignore the tension in the air, thick enough to cut with a knife.