Why I Love Him Novels & Stories

She said. "....." He can't say so. "But— I love you even you are a fiction!" She cried out. "I-" He can't say so. "See this?..." She pressed her heart. "This is my life! I fall for you. Why? Because I love the way you smile, your face, your personality. I feel protection and care when you are with me. You just don't know why. However, I said it just now. I love you. I love you, and I love you because I have fallen for you! Now, why? Why did you love me for a lie?" She said. Her eyes cried.

“I—what you said… it caught me off guard.” “Which part?” he asked, his voice calm but pointed. “The part where I told you I love you, or the part where I called you a coward?” I flinched, but he didn’t back down. “I’m trying to understand,” I said, my voice softer now. “Why me? Why now?” He studied me for a moment before answering. “Because you make me feel like no one else ever has. Because I see something in you that you’re too scared to see in yourself. And because I’m tired of pretending that what we have isn’t real.”

Is there a thing he doesn't know? I shook my head with a sigh, my eyes narrowed at him, "Why do you love me?" It just didn't make sense. He looked at me as if I grew another head. "I mean, it's true you never treated me well before but I didn't treat you well either, I never showed you any type of affection, I always snapped back at you and took the first chance to hurt you back. How can you love someone who showed you nothing but hate?" He gave me a light shrug, "I don't know," He said, "It's like I don't need a reason to love you."

"You don’t have a reason? Why do you love me then?" He paused, his expression softening. "I don’t have a specific reason. You’re just… different. I’m drawn to you. But if I gave you a reason, what happens when that reason is gone? Would that mean I’d stop loving you? I love you because you’re you, no conditions attached." Her heart swelled at his words. Kristin had always wondered why he loved her, ever since that drunken confession. But now, hearing him say he loved her simply for who she was, made her feel an overwhelming sense of happiness.

"Why not?" Why not? I don't know. I can't figure out why I can't force myself to hate him. The way I should. Why can't I dislike a man who lied to me? The one who played with my heart and broke it when he promised he wouldn't? Even with Vincent's lies, I still love him. Not for his money, but for him. His smile. The small thoughtful things he constantly does for me. Things that no one had ever done before, even myself.

I gazed at him; his brown eyes were filled with warmth; he wasn't angry with me, but why? “Why do you love me?” A sudden question threw him quite off guard. But he still remained composed. “I don't think there's a better way to answer your question, to be honest with you, I don't know why I love you. I just love you for being you, for being able to overcome all trials before you, for being able to stand strong in your current situation.” “There are many valid reasons for me to love you, and I could go on, but you might not believe it, and that's just the truth.”

"But why do you love him? I can see in your eyes the way you look at him. You love him so much." I love him so much, yes it's a fact. But why is that? Right at this moment I don't know what to answer. Maybe my co -workers think of me because he's rich. Some people think because he's gorgeous, some because maybe he's my boss. But why is that? "I don't know," I answered honestly. "Do you always have to have a reason when you love? Can we normalize no because and why but you just did?" He sighed, getting my point. Even thought I didn't understand him sometimes, I truly love him with all my heart. Despite his flaws and past mistakes, I still loved him.

"Do you really love that cop. He's going to betray you... he's just acting like he likes you now but once you turn your back, he's going to stab you" "He won't. He knows he's mine. Blake will never hurt me". Keenan's frown deepened. "Why do you love him anyways... Is it because he's manlier than I, or are you just attracted to people who can destroy your life". I took his hand, staring straight at him. "I've asked myself why I love him so much and I can't find a reason, so I'm sure it's genuine. I'll keep looking and when I see it, I'll let you know".

she sighs as he presses her palm to my cheek and I give her a sad smile, "I'll be fine. " "Why, Eva?" She asks when she pulls her hand away, and when I raise a confused brow at her, she continues, "Why him? Why the son of the man your father detests so much? It could have been so much easier if it were anyone else, but this boy. Why did you have to make things hard for yourself?" "Because love has no shame. " I let out unhesitatingly. "Because it has no discrimination and it doesn't matter who you love. As long as you feel, you feel. "

The only man I wanted to spend forever with. Would he ever be mine? “You still love him. I see.” “I guess. He's just a part of me that can't fade.” “Why do you love him?” I laughed, “There are so many reasons! I mean… I… I love Nikkie for his… wait…” I pulled away from Ryder, and placed a hand on my cheek. Whenever anyone(most times Emily) asked why I liked Nikkie, I could ramble on for an hour about a thousand things I liked about Nikkie.