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@littlecrushthings
"yeah it's nothing serious. We've only been talking for a few days"
*internally plans the bridal entry song for OUR wedding*
people always talk about how cute it is when someone smiles against your lips when you kiss them, but how about the absolute tenderness when someone relaxes against you completely when you hug or hold them? im losing my mind just thinking about it
Hey guys!
I've been inactive for quite a longgg time! But now, i want to start writing those little crush stories again! For that, i need your help.
Dm me/ Send me all your moments with your crushes/boyfriends/girlfriends. I already love hearing these stories, but at the same time, i wanna modify it and make it a story too (if you guys allow). If you don't want it posted but just wanna gush about your loved ones, i'm still here!
Looking forward to your stories!
Lots of loveâ€ïž
times when sheâs especially cute:
- when she says âfuckâ after forgetting the words in the middle of a song sheâs singing
- when she says âshut upppâ or âstooopâ but sheâs smiling
- when she leans her head on my shoulder
- when she uses my head as an arm rest just to remind me of our height difference
- when she rolls her eyes at me but is really just trying to hold back laughter
- when we basically run into each other while walking side by side
- when she slams the breaks and cracks up at my reaction
- when she writes poems and only sends them to me
- when she hugs me tightly and I can feel her chin on the top of my head
- when she says âI love youâ followed by âreallyâ or âfor realâ
We kissed yesterday
He had my body pressed up against the wall. At first, he kissed my cheek. Then my other cheek. Then my nose. Then the skin just beside my lips. Suddenly, he stopped. He looked deep into my eyes, and moved to my lips. His one hand was on my neck, while the other moved from shoulder to my ass, bringing us closer, as close as possible. Then, he moved to my neck - kissing, biting, more kissing, more biting.
As the intensity of the biting increased, I whispered in his ear, "If you even dare give me a hickey, I'll break your face", at which he laughed.
It was good. Specially the neck part. So fuckin good.
kinda hope youâre thinking about me
Be silly with me. Kiss me in the middle of the street. Meet my family, let me steal your clothes, have water balloon fights with me. Letâs go to museums, aquariums, forests, lakes, and mountains. Explore with me. Go on adventures with me. Let me make you feel wanted. Let me write you letters, songs, and poems when I canât figure out what Iâm trying to say to you face to face. Let me in. Tell me your secrets, your goals, your conspiracies, and your fears. Tell me about your dreams. Let me take you to all my favorite places and letâs make memories there that we will never forget. Walk down Main Street at Disneyland with me. Watch me get way too excited when we go on the toy story rides. Let me be grumpy because you beat me in the game and let me be happy even though you probably let me win. Dance with me in the middle of a crowd. Let me kiss you in the middle of your sentences because I canât stand another second without tasting you on my lips. Let me play with your hair as you fall asleep. Let me look at you.. Study you. Learn the ways you move and your little habits that you donât realize you do. Tell me when Iâm being an asshole. Let me know when youâre not feeling it. Let me know when Iâm stealing your heart. Show me that I can still make you melt even though youâre already my girl. Steal my hat, push me in the water, take my phone and leave me notes or take hundreds of selfies. Draw me pictures when youâre bored in class. Skate with me, surf with me, sing along to our favorite songs with me. Sing to strangers with me when were stopped next to them. Donât be afraid to look silly⊠Because even though some stranger is looking at us thinking âwhat the hell are they on?â Chances are Iâm falling head over heels in love with you. Tell me that you want me. Lay on my chest. Get tangled up with me as we fall asleep. Push me off of you because itâs too hot to be cuddling. Always kiss me goodnight. Introduce me to your family. Watch me play video games with your younger siblings. Let me talk to your parents. Let them question me. Take me to the zoo. Watch me talk to the monkeys and giraffes like they can understand me. Let me love you. Let me show you that I care. Let me buy you things that you donât need. Let me spoil you. Let me run into every vans store that I see and spend way too much time in there. Drag me into the stores you like and punch me in the arm because I keep asking if youâre done yet even though itâs only been ten minutes. Let me sing you a song Iâm writing and restart like 6 times because Itâs not coming out the way i want it to. Let me wake you up with 150 kisses. Let me tickle you because I love the sound of your laughter. Get dressy with me. Stay inside and watch netflix with me. Kiss me in the rain, under the fireworks, and at stop lights. Donât be afraid to jump. I will be right there next to you. Donât be afraid to fall. I promise I will catch you. Donât be afraid to give me all of you. I will give you every part of me. Take a chance with me.
I just want to spend some more time with you. Hold your hand accidentally. Hug you. Kiss you.
*Screaming*
Thank you thank you thank you sooooo much guys for 1000+ followers. When i starter this blog, i never thought that people would actually read and like my work. But getting 100+ notes in few of them and 800+ followers? I means soooo much to me!
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And I didn't want the night to end anytime soon.
I shivered, as I continued to watch the darkness looming in the sky. The night was getting colder by each passing minute and me not wearing a coat did not help the situation.
"And here comes the knight in shining armour, to save the princess from the holds of coldness and misery", called a voice from behind.
I turned to the source.
"I really am not in the mood of jokes. And before you ask, no. I don't want to talk about it."
I thought, he'd be mad. But he just stared at me and smiled.
"Is that seat taken?", he simply pointed to the space beside me with his head. It was now I noticed that he had bought food and a blanket with him. He knew I'd be here.
I shaked my head and he came to sit beside me. Keeping the packed food infront of us, he wrapped the blanket around us.
It was a starry night. We had both been looking at it the whole time, with none of us saying a word. I had hoped that he'd start a conversation, or ask me something, but he didn't. We just starred at the sky, comfortable in the silence that engulfed us.
I trembled as a wave of cold air hit my face. Maybe he sensed it, because he moved closer to me. His right side was touching my left and I could feel his body warmth and savour his pleasant scent.
I laid my head on his shoulder as he put his arms around me.
"Thank you, for being here today.", I whispered.
"I like being here with you. So, you don't have to thank me. Plus, as your wonderful boyfriend, it is my responsibility to take care of you.", he murmured. I could feel him pout as he said those words.
I smiled. This moment with him seemed so perfect that I did not want the night to end anytime soon. But, my eyes gave up and I mumbled good night to the stars as they vanished before my eyes.
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Used prompts of @teen-vinyls â€ïž
And I knew he wasn't the guy for me.
I was in a relationship with this guy who really, really loved me. For him, I was his love at first sight. He could remember every tiny detail about me. After being friends for two years, he revealed his feelings for me. Our relationship was almost perfect. His love for me was pure. The only problem was his overthinking. I always had to be careful what I spoke around him. He'd get hurt by small things and I'd end up with the guilt every night.
Today, once again, the same thing happened. But this time, I had had enough. I couldn't handle the guilt everytime. So, I broke up with him. Yes, he was already hurt and maybe I hurt him more. I broke his heart and I felt bad about it. But, I didn't cry. I couldn't. I felt relieved. I smiled whole heartedly for the first time in a while. That's when it hit me that he wasn't the guy for me.
With my guy, I'll be the best version of myself. I wouldn't have to think twice before doing something, or telling things. With him, there won't be awkward silences and moments, but we'll be comfortable in quiet presence of each other. He might not be able to predict me, but he'd understand me. He'd support and motivate me, but at the same time, he'd point out my mistakes and help me grow. We won't have a perfect relationship that people call "goals", but we'd fight like cats and dogs, play and tease each other too. Everyday would be a new adventure with him. Even though we won't always go around saying "I love you"s, we'd already know it.
That is when I'd know he's the guy for me. Even though it sounds old school, I believe in one true love. Do you?
âHe does not tell me he loves me. Instead, his eyes crinkle when I tease him. His hands hold my own as I break down. He asks if Iâve eaten, have I slept, am I okay, what can he do to make the voices stop. He does not tell me he loves me - but then again, in every other way, he does.â
â Love Languages // c.r.m.
Go out with me?
For the fifth time in the week, he was following me from the classroom to the canteen. He, i.e my friend who decided one night that he wants to take me to a date.
"I don't wanna blink, cause I'm afraid to miss even a second of your cuteness", he said with puppy dog eyes.
Well, this was good. Even better than tuesday's "Even if there wasn't gravity on earth, I'd still fall for you"
With bored expression, I muttered, "Go away!"
At least that's what I thought my expression was.
With a grin on his face, he started again,
"I think I could make you very happy."
"Why? Are you leaving?"
"Oh girl! Where have you been all my life?"
"Hiding from you."
"I can tell that you want me"
"Yes. I want you to leave."
"I'll leave. Just go out with me this Saturday."
"Sorry. I'll be having a headache this weekend."
I heard him sigh at this one. With defeated eyes, he asked, "What would it take for you to go out with me?"
It was my turn to sigh now.
"Raghav. You don't even want to take me on a date. You wouldn't even ask me around my friends. I know this is a joke to you. And we've reached the canteen. It's time for you to bolt now, like you always do."
At this, he looked at me, deep in the eye with furrow between his brows. It was like he was trying to decide something. Next moment, the furrow vanished and he took my hand to pull me in the middle of the canteen.
"Hey guys. Listen. I have a confession to make."
Everyone turned their heads in our direction. Who doesn't wants a good drama?
"Guys, this girl right here", he pointed towards me, "I've liked her since I first heard her tunelessly sing Taylor Swift's love story in a classroom. It was horrible. But she, standing there, singing with a smile on her face like no one's opinion mattered was the most beautiful sight I've ever seen. I've never had the courage to ask her out until a month ago when she befriended me. I still had doubts if she'd accept it. I wasn't wrong. I've been trying the whole week and I've failed every time. Maybe now, I know the reason why."
He turned to me and with a serious look, he got down on both his knees.
"I really, really like you Ishi. I always have. Will you go out on a date with me and make me the happiest person alive?"
Everyone had lovesick expression on their face. I could hear some "aww"s too. I looked at him. My face broke loose. I had the biggest smile on my face and it felt like my cheeks were being painted with all the blood in my body. With shock, happiness and breathlessness, I cried out,
"Yes!"
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Friendly kiss?
I was peacefully eating my lunch, enjoying my own company in the canteen when his lips brushed my ears.
"I apologise for yesterday", he whispered.
My inner self was already in a mess by this close proximity and the tingling sensation near my ears. I apologise? Was saying sorry so difficult for him?
I collected my scattered thoughts, rolled my eyes at him and got up to leave the canteen. I could feel his eyes on my back.
Well, classroom, guess who's gonna be at your doorstep so early for the first time in your lifetime?
I made my way to my class and then to my favourite bench in the middle when I heard the door shut. I turned around to find the jerk with a smirk on his face. He thought this was funny?
I am not going to be in the same room as his. I might be overreacting, but he wasn't making it any easier by coming towards me, like I was gonna be his prey tonight. I could not deny the fact that the look looked sexy on him. Shut up inner me! You are angry at him.
Sending an angry glance towards him, I walked towards to door to make my way out of the class when he gripped my wrist tightly and moved me around. It happened in such a short second that I could not realise when my back hit the wall and his self hovered over me. My heart beat and my breathing betrayed me when I looked at his face.
"I am sorry. I agree I was an ass. Forgive me? Can we please forget the incident and start new?" I could see how difficult it was for him to apologise. But for a person with a ego as big as his, this was most I could get. Plus, with his looks, it is really hard to ignore him.
"Okay. I forgive you. I am ready to start new. As friends. No more flirting. Got it?", I replied. I always lost my mind and my heart whenever he used to flirt with me.
"Okay I could work with that. FRIENDS", he agreed, but the devilish look in his friend told me otherwise.
As I was about to tell him to stop hovering me, his lips made its way to my cheeks, leaving me blushing, while he leaned back with a smile on his face.
"You jerk! We just agreed no flirting and just friends!" I wanted to sound angry but instead, it came out breathless.
"Yes. This was a friendly kiss, FRIEND. There are more such kisses to come. As friends.", with a proud smile on his face, he turned back and made his way out of the classroom, only to leave me with deep red cheeks.
He snatched my phone!
Walking down the hallway, I was replying to my best friend's text,
"Yes, I know he is hot but I am just a friend to him. Btw, he wore a black shirt yesterday and damnn, he looked delicious"
As soon as I pressed sent, my phone was snatched away from me. What the...?
Speak of the devil...
There he was, wearing a grin on his face and reading my message out loud. That grin. It took me a moment to realise that he was reading the messages. THE MESSAGES.
"You moron! Give me my phone back!", with a glare on my face, I bounced towards him.
"Ow ow! Who's the delicious guy? Mr. Hotty?", he put the phone high in the air, away from my reach.
"That's none of your business", I grunted, knowing well that there was no way I could reach that phone.
I started leaping towards the phone in the air , knowing full well that I was making fool of myself, while he started dodging me.
"Just give it to me!"
I decided to make one final jump when my foot slipped. My eyes closed when my face hit something hard and something, held my waist. Ready to face the embarrassment from falling, I opened my eyes, just to find my face struck to a chest, HIS CHEST, and his hand around my waist. I could smell his masculine scent and my eyes shamelessly toured the way up to his eyes. He looked even better this close, even when he wore a worried look.
"Are you okay? I am so sorry.", he said, putting me out of my lovely moment along with the lovely position and handed me my phone.
"It's okay. It wasn't your fault anyways. I was born messy", I said when I actually wanted to thank him and my messiness.
I think I am falling for him
I still remember the first time I saw you
Good height
Charming smile
And a face so pretty
that you stood out in the crowded hallway
There was something about you
that I couldnât figure out
Maybe it was just a physical attraction
maybe you were just a crush
Or maybe it was the start of something really bad
I wonder when you became my sweet little secret
I started noticing every tiny detail about you
Right from your schedule
to the colour that suited you
to the little fights you had with your friends
to the way your eyes suddenly lit up during conversations
or the gentle way your body shook when you laughed
You considered me your friend
and I had to act all cool about it
Do you know how difficult it was?
Calming my nerves while you laughed at my jokes
Telling the butterflies in my stomach to fuck off while you looked deep into my eyes and smiled
Trying not to slutter while talking to you,
while replaying those conversations a million times in my head at night
You started coming in most of my dreams
became the hero of my daydreams
Suddenly, I could relate with ever romantic movie and the heroineâs feelings
Suddenly, all the songs and quotes were about you
I never knew when you got promoted
from the title of âa little crushâ to become an obsession
And even though Iâve prepared a confession speech and recited it hundreds of times
It all gets blur when you stand infront of me
Right now, all I can do is write such poems and wonder,
Will my crush ever know I have a crush on him? Or that I stalk him?
Will he ever stalk me back?