How To Win A Girls Heart

How To Win a Girl’s Heart is a weird story written by a member of this website who goes by the name of Rockypockypuff. It’s about a teenage girl who sees a new boy in school and falls in love at first sight.

How To Win a Girl's Heart

The first time I saw him, it was like every part of the universe had fallen into the right place, like all the planets in the milky way had suddenly lined up in a row. The moment I first laid eyes on him, there were butterflies in my stomach that refused to settle down and it seemed like everything was moving in slow motion. I knew that it was love at first sight and I knew that someday, I would lose my heart to him.

His name was Andrew. When it began, I thought everything was going to turn out perfect, just like every cheesy high school love story I had ever read. I was so love-struck, I acted as if I was a little first-grade schoolgirl. He joined our class in the middle of the school year and when the teacher introduced him, I just looked at that boy an fell madly in love.

Discreetly, I looked at my friends, but none of them seemed to pay attention to him. They were chatting to each other. All I could think of was that I had to make that boy like me. I wanted him to be my future husband. My world revolved around him and his cute smile, his cool haircut and his big muscles.

“Hey, girls!” I shouted at my friends as we scurried out of class as soon as it was finished. I caught up with them and asked what they were up to after school.

“Oh, nothing,” they replied. “We were just heading home. Wanna tag along with us?”

Politely I said no. I had other things to take care of.

That night, I was standing outside his house. With a bit of dectective work I had figured out here he lived. I had a plan for what I was supposed to do while I was outside, but now I hesitated. Was this really a good idea? I bent over and picked up a small stone. Hesitating once more, I weighed the stone in my hand before throwing it on one of the windows.

It felt like an eternity before anything happened. Suddenly, someone opened the window. Luckily for me, it was him. In the faint moonlight, he was more beautiful than when I had seen him in school.

He looked directly at me and smiled.

“Isn’t it cold outside in just those clothes?” he laughed.

He was obviously referring to the short t-shirt and mini skirt I was wearing.
“N-no,” I lied. The truth was, I was freezing cold and my teeth were chattering.

With a grin, he simply said “I recognize you from school. I’m home alone. Why don’t you come on in and keep me company.”

The gods must have been smiling on me. I could not believe my luck!

Soon enough, we were inside sitting at his kitchen table and chatting happily. We both had a cup of hot chocolate that we sipped on from time to time. As we spoke, I realized we had a lot of common. We spoke for hours before he suddenly blurted out the one thing I had been hoping for, but I thought he would never say.

It was three simple words: “I love you.”

I must had stared at him, because his cheeks started to slowly turn red.

“And I love you,” I whispered breathlessly. “I’ve loved you ever since the moment I saw you.”

He grabbed my hands, held them tightly in his own and looked deep into my eyes.
“Let’s go upstairs to my bedroom,” he said. “We can talk some more and get to know each other better.”

Instead of answering I just nodded like a madman.

When we got to his bedroom, the light started flickering.

“Don’t worry about that,” he said. “Just wait here. I’ll be back in a minute.”

He left and I sat down on his bed. Suddenly, the lights went off and I was scared.

“Hello? Andrew, are you there?!” I called out.

One minute passed, three minutes passed, ten minutes passed, but still no answer from Andrew. I started to cry uncontrollably. Then, all of a sudden, I felt something cold and wet touch me.

I backed up and my shoulder touched the light switch. When the lights came on, I screamed. In front of me stood Andrew, with a smile on his face.

“Haha, scared you, didn’t I?” he grinned. “You should have seen your face!”

I was not that impressed, but when he took me in his arms and hugged me, I couldn’t resist.

“Come over here,” he whispered. “Let’s cuddle.”

We lay down on his bed and it wasn’t long until I fell asleep, wrapped in his manly arms.

When I woke up, I heard a voice whispering in my ear.

“Baby, I almost forgot,” he said in a soothing voice. “I’ve got a little surprise for you. Just close your eyes and I’ll be back soon.”

I lay there waiting, brimming with anticipation. I heard him come back and felt him climb up on the bed. He sat on top of me, his weight pinning me down. Startled, I opened my eyes and stared at him. He giggled.

“Close your eyes!” he said sternly and I obeyed.

Slowly, he made a circular movement with his finger on my chest and he giggled some more.

“That tickles,” I complained.

“Oh, really?” he asked, his voice now harsh and cruel. “Well, then this will tickle too…”

I felt cold steel against my skin. Slowly, I opened my eyes. He was dragging the tip of a large serrated knife in the same circular pattern on my chest. I struggled, but it was no use. The weight of his body kept me pinned under him. Then, he lifted the knife high above his head and I screamed in terror.

Before I had a chance to react, he plunged the knife deep into my chest. He kept his eyes open and stared at me, but he was completely silent. I tried to say something but I couldn’t. My mouth moved, but no words would come out. I felt the life slowly ebbing from my veins as the blood pumped out around the wound.

He leaned down and kissed me on the forehead. Then, he cut open my chest and started rummaging about inside. The last thing I saw before I lost consciousness was Andrew holding something up and giggling hysterically.

“I’ve got your heart!” he cried.

Comments

  1. SexyUnicorn says

    0.0
    MOM: my my you shouldn’t be reading that!
    ME: But looooook moma, she dies!
    MOM: mwahahahahaha!
    ME: o.o mom?
    *mom stabs me 2 death*
    ME: AHHHHHHHHH
    MOM: mwahahahahaha!

  2. lovevamps7 says

    So if he took out her heart, who the hell wrote the story?? Lolz… The plot was good, given it was a third-person narrated story and not an autobiography of a ghost

  3. PurpleGirlTheHorrorFan says

    EPIC FAIL!!! LOL I don’t know why, but I find it funny that the girl was kinda crazy after Andrew, but then in the end, she finds out that Andrew was actually crazy, too. I saw it coming, but I like it… *thumbs up* Rockypockypuff 8 outta 10 purple rabbits…

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