Annoying Girlfriends Novels & Stories

When I'm working as a deliveryman, I receive a delivery order from a hotel. As I look at the bag of adult toys in my hand, I can't help but snicker knowingly. "Youngsters nowadays sure are wild in bed." The moment I open the hotel room door and see my girlfriend, Natalie Brooks, I feel as though all color has been drained from my face. Natalie's work junior, Brandon Clark, laughs arrogantly in my face with a bath towel wrapped around his waist. "How did that broke bastard track us down?" Natalie just frowns at me in displeasure. "Brandon helped me secure many projects at work. His only wish is that he gets to spend a night with a woman. "This is nothing but physical collision between

His friends were already elbowing each other near the snack table, daring someone to do the weirdest dance move imaginable. I tried to smile confidently. “Right, chaos. Totally normal Friday night basement vibes.” Immediately, one of the boys looked at me. “You’re Max’s girlfriend? Cool do you like, have hobbies? Or are you just into boring cheerleader thing?” I froze. Max groaned. “Really guys?” “I’m not boring!” I snapped. “I make very strong arguments about toothpaste flavors and laundry techniques.” They stared. Then laughed, hard. Max buried his face in his hands. “Charlotte, please.”

She seemed uncertain, she then said"but I barely know you, and besides we just met..am not even supposed to be here...how am I sure this friendship is genuine... I do admit I like you but I have a whole lot on my hands to handle another disappointment." "I really understand but please, it takes a day to know someone... I really will appreciate if you consider this."I responded. "What about your girlfriend won't she be angry... I mean yea we would just be friends but I have heard of girls who go crazy when they see their man with other girl"she said,that left me confused,which girlfriend is she talking about? "Which girlfriend??"I have to ask. Natty's POV Did he just ask me, which girlfriend.

Her lips lifted into the biggest smile ever, "Oh, no, we are so gonna talk about last night." I winced and rubbed a hand over my forehead, "At least can we do that later, I am still hangover and I need to shower, have some coffee and get back to myself." She giggled, "Okay, you're free for now, enjoy it as it lasts because tonight is my turn to annoy you." I let out an annoyed sigh as I got out of bed and she was enjoying my miserable state too much, way to be a supportive girlfriend. Girlfriend...god, it felt too odd for me to use that term or even acknowledge it. How did it reach here? Just yesterday she was my annoying therapist who wanted to dig into every secret I had and I wanted to sn

He was my best friend for a reason, there wasn't a person who wouldn't get angry at my orders or my sarcasm, but Adonis just didn't care, which sometimes stressed me out and sometimes made me laugh. "It's about time you got yourself a woman to relieve that grumpiness you carry around. "I already had one remember? No function. "I'm not talking about that, I'm talking about a real girlfriend, someone who makes you feel alive and a happy man. -Someone's in love. " I crooned towards Adonis as it seemed he was talking about someone special. "Maybe yes, maybe no, no one knows and they will never know. That made me laugh, Adonis is a complete idiot and has several women pining for him, that was cle

"I have no girlfriend. I don't need one. They're just a pain in my ass. I'd rather jump on a cliff than swoon on my feet for a fuck up girlfriend." I winced. That's harsh. Anyway, I'm also a woman. "Tch! You don't need a girlfriend. Don't worry... you'll find a girl who doesn't need you! Hmp! You're like your uncle with big ears, executioner of women!" I sighed before turning to CiN who was looking at the door. "Hey CiN, do you have a gf?" "No comment," he replied sparingly. "Oh! It's your showbiz. You still have a no-no comment. And that's why I wish in the morning notes that you get a girlfriend... a FAT and NOISY one who will color your quiet life!" I said... just to say something.

Damon mocked, "She's my girlfriend." "Oh right, Just how many girlfriends do you have?" I sarcastically remarked, "Oh wait, never mind, not interested." "How adorable, a rare sight of jealous Olivia." Damon smirked that made me want to rip off his annoying mouth! I continued, "I know I'm cute but I'm not jealous!" "I've lost count, ahh about 20 including you." He replied as he pinched my cheeks then he left saying, "See you tomorrow." I clicked my tongue and muttered, "Never, no way casanova, in your dreams!"

We giggled in unison, proud that our friends were now almost together after the tug of war they were playing like forever. "So now that Quinn's your girlfriend. I assume that you'll demand her to sit on our table," Hilary said, after our fits of girly giggle. "I guess if she's going to agree with it," I replied. "Sometimes, I wonder why I'm not attracted to girls when all my friends' hormones around me are screaming for pussïes. And that makes me feel like I'm the third wheel of our group now."

"How about you tell me how some random woman walked herself in here?" Her friends got up too, looking me over. A girl with bleached hair sneered. "Viv, is this the freeloader you were talking about? She's back?" "God knows why." Vivienne folded her arms. "Mooched a meal off my boyfriend at the restaurant, got kicked out. Now she's trying to mooch a house." "Listen, lady. Stay away from my boyfriend. Don't think a few years on him gives you any leverage. He's not going to fall for some old trick."

Someone introduces me to Ivy Bennett, my secret girlfriend of five years, at a college reunion. "Hey, Dr. Bennett, Eli is a researcher in your department, too. Why don't you two give it a try?" I walk toward Ivy, hoping to take this opportunity to finally make our relationship public. But Ivy takes a step back and points toward her childhood sweetheart, Matthew Reed, who has just returned from abroad. "That's alright. I already have someone I like." To avoid suspicion, Ivy adopts a distant, detached expression and says, "If you have marriage in mind, there's someone I can introduce you to. I think you'd make a good match." I look at the ten feet of distance she keeps between us and la