Why You So Obsessed With Me Meme Novels & Stories

"Why? Did you do something mockable?" "There’s this girl." Lemuel seems interested after that and he nods for me to continue. "I think I might have an unhealthy obsession with her," I tell him, and he lifts an amused brow. "How so? Please do enlighten me." I can already tell he finds this funny without going into details just yet, but I need to let it out. I need someone to understand this feeling for me, cause they’re starting to suffocate me the more I keep them to myself.

he replied, his voice carrying a hint of sadness. Laura looked at him with concern, tilting her head slightly. "Are you sure?" she asked, her voice filled with worry. Daniel stood up from the couch, taking a deep breath. "Why are you so worried about me, Laura? Does my appearance this morning matter to you?" he questioned, his voice trembling slightly. "Of course! I mean, it's just that your eyes look a bit red like you've been crying, so yes, it matters to me," Laura stammered, trying to explain.

Not like now, where I can’t replay his images of him in my head. I walk out the door not forgetting to delete my Reddit account. It's better to forget it all. I'm driving home but those words still echo in my mind. “Never get obsessed again, son. Don’t get caught.” Aunt Sarah had made sure she ingrained those words into my head and those very words have been my mantra for years. I should take a step back, because, holy fuck, this whole obsession thing is new. I didn’t know I could be this hyperfixated on a person until it becomes a noose that’s getting tighter around my throat with each passing day.

But he lifted his hands in surrender, laughing softly. “Forgive me. I just enjoy learning everything I can about people. A hobby, you could say.” For a moment, I didn’t react. I didn’t speak. Then slowly, a cold smile curved my lips as I leaned back against the seat. “You are right, I am obsessed ,” I said calmly. “I can’t live without her. I can’t bear the thought of her with another man. But the one thing I truly couldn’t bear…” My gaze darkened. “Is her hating me.”

“I know you can’t ever remember me. But I always do. I had a crush on you since I was fourteen. I chatted you up on F******k and lucky me, you replied. On your nineteenth birthday, you asked me to send you my picture. Unfortunately, I couldn’t. But I promised to send it on your next birthday, thinking our chat was going to last. It all ended in a flash as it started. I was broken. Losing you shattered me. And in that year, I failed the term’s exams. Why, Sidd? Even when time passed, I still couldn’t get you off my mind. I gnawed for you, I wanted to see you badly in person. Am I obsessed with you or infatuated?” I explained. He was

Real close. “You don’t get to mourn her.” I seethed, my grip on him tightening. His tears soaked his cheeks. Pathetic. “I loved her—” “You never loved her,” I spat. “You wanted to own her. That’s not love. That's obsession, you bastard.” It was crazy. I never thought I would differentiate between love and obsession. I had been obsessed at first, but it grew into love, but now it seemed like it was going to be cut short before seeing the light of day.

And that attraction was lethal making him want her more and more each and every time when she would come infront him. For some odd reason, that girl was becoming an unhealthy obsession for him.

“What are you??” “I am a werewolf like I said before,” Mia replied convincingly. “I thought it was a joke” “You should know better,I had never joked in a time like that” she answered with an expressionless face. “Please come back,you will get a Fever” Mia begged me, I couldn’t say no to her,she was my best friend and the only one who cared about me.

What did I do in my past life to invite this kind of karma? Me: “Glad I could get you motivated. As for the obsession, you should get that checked out by a doctor. #unhealthy #creepy #givingpsychovibes” I dropped my phone and made my bed before entering the shower. By the time I came out fully dressed, another text from Les was waiting for me. Les: “I already had it checked out. They said it's because I'm crazy about you. #yourestuckwithme #ificanthaveyounoonelsewill”

Whelp. I try to think of the meanest thing I can say. “Why are you so obsessed with my tits and ass, Josh? Always trying to get me to cover up but then watching all of my OnlyFans content? Was that really necessary to figure out what was on there? You needed to know more after seeing me in the garage?” I am heated, but as I speak, I realize that I have a point. I feel powerful - I feel right. And the red flush that blooms on his cheeks tells me I am on the right path.