Novel & Cerita Why Do I Keep Crossing Paths With My Crush

Lena crossed her arms. “ I mean it’s just a harmless crush right? It’s not like I’ll see him again,” Ariana said trying to convince herself she wasn’t going crazy over the thought of not seeing him again. “ Really? You have a choice, babes. He gave you his card. I’m pretty sure he’s looking forward to seeing you again.” “ But still… it feels wrong.” “ How? How does it feel wrong? Explain it to me.”

He’s right. And that’s the problem. Gwen’s laugh carries over again—distant, happy. CK doesn’t move. Doesn’t touch me again. Just watches me unravel. I’m trapped. In a corner. At a party. With my best friend’s crush. Who’s now my roommate. Who knows exactly how I sound when I come. And I still want him. Fuck.

I was quite shocked and at a loss for what to do. I really couldn't see myself getting interested in men anymore. I turned my back on him. Then, I left without giving him another chance to speak. At first, I thought running into Austin today was just a coincidence. But over the next few days, I kept bumping into him again and again. At once, I knew that something was amiss. It felt like he was intentionally putting himself in my path.

Until our hands brush each other, that's the moment I realize we really can't be friends after all. "I suppose we'll never get this friend thing down will we? I suppose there is some sort of something between us. I can't deny that. I suppose it has something to do with a little crush I have on you." I immediately take my hands and put them up to my cheeks. That wasn't meant for his ears but was for my thoughts only. "A little crush on me, huh?" Aiden looks at me with the same eyes that he has always looks at me with. It's not fair that he gets to have this magical power over me and I have nothing to torment him with.

"I can't believe this would be your first real date" Summer says from the side in a tone of amazement. Even though her sister had always been famous at school, she had never dated anybody because she had a crush on someone. It all started the day after their field trip, when her sister had looked up on a certain person and since then she had became obsessed with looking him up. In fact, Summer had thought her sister had finally gone crazy after getting lost in the forest.

I stared at the thin air and gently placed my right hand on my left chest. Damn. What is really wrong with me? Fine, I have a crush on him! I've had my share of crushes before, but it wasn't this intense! I am always composed around them and I am not this clumsy. With him around, I feel like I'd always end up embarrassing myself! I hate it! Also, with my past crushes, I always get over them immediately. Now, I don't freaking know! It's been weeks and I still react the same! It didn't fade, even just a bit.

But still it all happened out of nowhere Was it just my greed that I wanted to be special to him? There was a reason our paths crossed. That was what I wanted to believe in Without knowing what tragedy that belief will bring me.

I held onto the possibility that our paths might cross again someday, even as the practical voice in my head warned me not to get lost in wishful thinking. Then, one ordinary day, as I strolled through a quaint bookstore, my heart skipped a beat. There, browsing through a stack of novels, was Aaron. Time seemed to stand still as our eyes met, and a rush of emotions flooded my being. It was as if fate had orchestrated this unexpected encounter, rekindling the flame that had been smoldering within me. I hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to approach him after all this time. Would he remember me? Would he even want to engage in conversation? But my longing to reconnect, to unravel the unansw

Elias's heart raced, knowing he was about to ride past her. Instinctively, she looked up at that very second as he did. The scent of leather and exhaust washed down her lungs, and their eyes met for the second time that evening, charged and intense. Then, he accelerated and was gone in the next few seconds. Elias released a deep breath she had been holding. She placed a palm over her chest, feeling as her heart kept threatening to burst out of its cage. As she walked home alone, her face was red the entire time. Today had turned out to be one of the most magical days of her life, as she had run into her crush not just once but twice, with both times, a brief, but somehow heated interaction h

I would find my own way. But as I wrapped a towel around myself, a sudden, unsettling thought pierced through my ongoing determination. What if my chance meeting with Caspian at the club wasn’t as random as it seemed? What if his interest in me wasn’t just a fleeting moment of attraction? What if it was something more deliberate, something that tied into his unexpected arrival in our lives? The thought sent a shiver of unease down my spine, a chilling suspicion of complexities yet to be uncovered.