Are You My Boyfriend Book Novels & Stories

"If I'm not too busy reading for the entrance exam. Then I will find time to go." "Where will you be tomorrow? I might drop by at your place after my shift." Noah asked, standing up when he saw me on my feet. "Oh, I won't be there." I said, walking out of the backroom with Noah escorting me out. "I'm at my boyfriend's now." "Boyfriend?" He giggled and I slightly shoved him. "Yes, boyfriend. Giovanni Marino." I beamed, warmth spreading across my face as we stepped into the cold night.

I said. "So today is the day where you publish your newest book and it's called The Real Deal. Can you tell us briefly what it is about?" The MC asked and I smiled nodding. "Well.. I don't want to spoil anything but it's based on my own love life. I wrote this book for my boyfriend, Ares, just to thank him for everything." I said and I turned to see Ares standing beside my dad. He smiled widely at me and I turned to the audience again nervously.

My sudden reaction made my mother laugh mockingly "So he is your..." "No!" I answered, cutting the call. "Honey, if he's not your boyfriend, why are you hiding him from me? Why did you hang up on him?" she asked with a raised eyebrow. My mother's question made me feel a little uncomfortable. After all, the rival of our pack had been wanting to get close to me for a long time "Hester..." my mother's sudden voice snapped me out of my trance I quickly turned to her and nodded "Mother, you're wrong. He's not my boyfriend, he's just a friend" I added.

"What's going on?" "Liam's flying back today." "Oh. The boyfriend." "The boyfriend." "You don't sound thrilled." "I'm thrilled," I said, in a tone that convinced absolutely nobody, least of all myself. "Uh huh." She leaned in, dropping her voice slightly, though there was nobody nearby to hear us anyway. "Is this a good nervous or a bad nervous?" "I don't know. Both. Neither." "Very helpful, thank you." "I've had him for three years, Amara, I should know how I feel about him landing at an airport. I genuinely don't."

"I'm your boyfriend." After years of putting my best into it. Larissa is permanently mine.

My blood suddenly increased its boiling temperature as I was hot under the collar. "He is Nathan and he's going to be my boyfriend whether you like it or not."I forced out angrily.

I displayed my pearly whites. Rishi turned to wrap his arms around me, "Damn, you really did it. You're amazing." I squeezed him, "Hehe thank you thank you." Rishi pulled away from the hug and turned his head to Jai talking to our parents. "Who is he?" he whispered. I giggled and whispered back, "My boyfriend." Rishi's eyes and mouth opened, "NO WAY. HAVE YOU LOOKED AT HIM?! AND HAVE YOU LOOKED IN THE MIRROR?! HOW DID SOMEONE LIKE YOU GET A GOD LIKE HIM?!"

A friend of mine sent me an Instagram video. I clicked on it and watched as a couple playfully doted on each other. The guy fed the girl a strawberry with his mouth, then embraced her lovingly. I was about to exit the video out of boredom when the guy turned his head, and I froze. He looked just like my boyfriend, Julian Lawrence. Julian had been dabbling in social media ever since he graduated, though he was far from famous. His content mostly consisted of selfies, and I'd never seen him post any videos.

I spit, gritting my teeth, "And you'll get to meet my boyfriend." His smirk drops from his face and his eyes turn cold. "Boyfriend?" he growls. A smile slips onto my face as I nod my head. "I think you might know him. "I trail off, looking at my nails, "His name's Sebastian." His eyes turn dark. "Sebastian is your boyfriend?" he spats. "Yes." I confirm, "And you're not going to do anything to him." "You don't get to decide that." He spits, backing towards the entrance.

Ambrose asked and I was left out in deep contemplation. After a few moment of silence, I finally opened my mouth to speak. “Us? Are we official?” “That’s not even a question, August.” “So you’re my boyfriend now?” I asked seemingly trying to let things sink in when things are pretty obvious. “Yeah, I’m your boyfriend.” Ambrose said enunciating the word loud and clear for me to hear and comprehend. “Fuck!” I cursed out under my breath. The feeling was existentially surreal and I’m just feeling rather victorious right now.