Are You My Boyfriend Book Novels & Stories

"My sister is too important to me. I want her to be with me all the time." Mary Kinson frowned and smiled awkwardly, "we can always be brother and sister. I also think it's good to have a brother." "No," the boy suddenly became serious. "Not as a sister. I mean to be my girlfriend." Mary Kinson was completely stunned. She grabbed her bag subconsciously, lowered her eyes and blinked in panic. "I... I have a boyfriend." The boy smiled generously and said indifferently, "I know. You wrote in the letter that you just had a boyfriend, right?"

*middle finger emoji*] What the fuck is a book boyfriend anyway? Why would I need to compete with a fictional character? I scoffed inwardly. ‘Because she’s probably in love with the idea of a first love and someone strong and gentle who sees her with all her flaws and still loves her.’ Terk shot back. ‘You still need to figure out your feelings for her. Even though it’s obvious to me that you are in love with her. You are just late for your own party.’ I scoffed, ‘I’m not late for anything.’

Mel asks with a playful tone. Thalia blushes, her cheeks pinking up like she’s been caught skinny-dipping. She scans the room like she’s searching for an exit sign, then drops her gaze to the floor tiles. “Eh, he’s a guy I met a while ago at a bookstore. We’ve gone on a couple of dates. Taking it slow. See where it takes us.” Bookstore. I smile and peep at Enrique, who smirks back. Inside joke. Eeehhhhh!” Mel squeals like she just scored front-row concert tickets. “You have a boyfriend!”

My book boyfriend. I had even gotten my stele and ruins ready. "But I like that girl." Wearing a smug look, Kabir sat opposite to me. "Some guts she has to tear your book and not even saying sorry." "She killed my boyfriend." I pinned him with my glare. "By the angels, she killed him." "I'm alive, bookworm." He passed his gaze through the tissue balls grazing his new apartment floor, frowning. "You make too much mess some days."

“Because I couldn’t leave you. Not like this.” I frowned, squinting at him. “But… what about everyone else? My… parents? Friends?” His smile softened, a little teasing, a little serious. “I’m your boyfriend.” My head shot up so fast, I nearly fell back onto the pillows. “Boy… boyfriend?” My voice cracked, disbelief and confusion tangled together. He nodded, leaning a little closer. “Yeah. That’s why I’m the only one here. Everyone else left, but I… I wanted to make sure you were okay first.”

The man who could bring a board meeting to heel was now waiting for my answer like it was a verdict. I smiled. "Can I say it? Or will you get shy?" He looked away, voice almost too low to hear. "Say whatever you want." The comments came screaming back. [@BookTokAfterDark: Public reveal? I have snacks.] [@MafiaMutt: He said whatever you want. Dangerous words, sir.] [@SoftDomScholar: She is giving him dignity in public. That is love, actually.] I laughed softly. "He is my boyfriend." The words had barely landed before Damian's eyes snapped back to me.

“Just some hookup? A convenient fuck buddy all these years?” I inhaled deeply, unable to answer. He brushed my hair aside. His lips grazed the side of my neck. “I’ve told you before,” he whispered, his breath hot against my skin. “You can’t have a boyfriend, Chris. You’re mine. You’ve always been mine. And you’ll never belong to anyone else.” Goosebumps danced across my skin. Because the truth was—Hunter was my boyfriend. He was my addiction. My downfall. My boyfriend.

Alizeh: "No, I don't like asking you to go. I just don't want to use you!" Varun: "Excuse me? Use me?" Alizeh: "Yes yaar, till the time I can be with you I will be with you keeping you away from all your friends, and then I leave you alone, because my boyfriend came, I just can't do that!" Varun: "I will not call this as using me Alizeh remember that!" Alizeh: "Yaar I don't know!" Varun: "But whatever it is never say that again!"

"A friend" "You mean you dared to disobey my orders just because of a friend?" Mum asked with arched brows. I think it's time I tell mum the truth. Maybe, she might understand. I let out a deep breath. "He is not just a friend, mum. Actually, he is my boyfriend" I stuttered. She raised her eyebrows. " What did you just say?" " I am in love with Jeffrey" I repeated. Still scared of what her next reaction would be. Mum suddenly burst out laughing. I looked at her, confused.

I am starting to adore that stutter. "He's not my boyfriend." Those words slip out before my brain can tell them not to. Nate's eyebrows lift and his head cocks to the side. "He's not?" I rock up on my toes and back down, really thinking about how to answer this. Danny is my boyfriend in technicality, but he didn't have my heart. I took that back the second this boy in front of me popped into my life. Whether it was on good terms or bad. But then again, this could just be the tequila talking.