Annoying Girlfriends Novels & Stories

That final comment hit a raw nerve with Roxanne. She screamed hysterically, "No! I love Nathan! We were together for nine years! Everything that happened in the past year was just a silly mistake!" However, the crowd scoffed. No one believed her. "So what if we were together for nine years? That's nowhere near enough to compete with your beloved guy best friend," I remarked. "You simply liked flirting with him while keeping me on the hook. You wanted to have your cake and eat it too."

Many things are missing from me now, which is definitely freedom, the day I feel very, very confined. Even though it's just for greeting with male friends and friends, just saying hi, Febri is always angry and jealous. It's something I'm always annoyed about, whatever he has to monitor, he has to have permission. Sometimes I think, I just became his girlfriend why do I have to be confined like this. How about getting married later, and the jealousy is getting worse every day.

This is genius. "So, here's the plan”, I told her. "We will annoy our husbands. We will annoy them until they are completely mad at us. We'll be the wives from hell. We will be the destruction, the Armageddon of marriage. We will annoy them, so they wouldn't want to live with us for a few days or some months.” "Then we'll take this time to strike and flirt with each other’s husbands and then, just when they thought they were getting close to us, we will be super annoying, we will turn into the worst version of ourselves so that then they'll realize just how amazing their actual wives are!!”

You all turned at the angry growl, finding Julie standing with her arms crossed and a big frown. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" You weren't looking into getting into a fight with an angry lesbian, and neither were Gemma and Sabrina. But both of your girlfriends also weren't people to get run over, and after a week of stressing over, they were both a little wound up. "What the fuck is wrong with us?" Sabrina asked. "What the fuck is wrong with you?"

For the past three years, I had been sponsoring a low-income student until he got into a top-tier university. To ensure that he could focus on his studies, I agreed to continue providing 1,500 dollars monthly to cover his cost of living. Less than a month after he started university, he texted me requesting to pay the rent for an apartment next to the university. I thought there was something wrong with my eyes. The text was quickly followed by a voice note. "My girlfriend doesn't like the fact that there are no private bathrooms in the dormitory. I've already found the perfect apartment. Help us pay the rent. It's only 1,200 dollars a month." When I did not reply, he said, "My girlfrien

“I wouldn’t wanna make eye contact with you if I were him.” Alicia glared at her, poking her food and she stole another glance at Micheal again. “Andre, you’re a guy, what do you want your girlfriend to do to make you less angry if you’re mad at her, hmmm?” Anna watched, more like she inhaled a deep breath and waited for Andre to answer, did Andre have a girlfriend? Andre was sitting on the table, his eyes on Anna who was staring into space but very attentive to what was happening around their table.

And not like she is giving me a chance as she's already dragging me off. We move together, but my mind stays far away. I keep seeing my girlfriend’s lips on another man. Hearing her voice. You’re boring. The girl pulls back, studying me and then makes the exact statement as my girlfriend. “I don’t flow with boring guys. You're too hot to be boring. You should really… up your game.” The word slices deep. Memories flood in…..complaints, arguments, accusations. How I never take her out. How I don’t know how to have fun.

“The fuck, dude? I don’t go around asking if you fucked your girls well enough.” Marina laughed. “You know damn good and well he did.” Roy paused. “Hey, now. I don’t like dirty mouths on my women. Tone the language down, or you’re gonna have problems.” “Sorry, handsome.” She kissed Roy’s cheek and I rolled my eyes. I didn’t get the point of having a girlfriend. I mean, why the hell would I only want to fuck one girl at a time? Sounded boring to me. Marina started gabbing Roy’s ear off about shit I didn’t care about, which caused me to practically inhale my lunch. Anything to get away from her tinny voice and her boisterous giggle. Roy needed to bring less annoying gi

"If you keep carrying me like I’m a damn sack of flour, your girlfriend is going to continue to irritate me!" "She isn’t my girlfriend," I counter, feeling a sudden twinge of annoyance over how little Ayla seemed to care about the fact that another woman was staking her claim on me. "She’s just…" "Your fuck buddy?" Ayla offers. "Girlfriend, fuck buddy, they’re all the same, and the minute their man shows any attention to another woman, they turn into irritating creatures that stick to you like glue, and if I’m going to have to stay here, I don’t want her bothering me."

She's not yet convinced of what he had said. "It won't happen! We will never be friends. We don't want you to be part of our life. You brought nothing, but trouble! I don't know what happens to our friend and she agreed to be your girlfriend! To hear that you're in a relationship make us sick! It's disgusting! You don't love each other and you're just pretending in public! So please stop calling our friend as your girlfriend because since from the start you won't!" Anna said. She threw a lot of spicy words against him.