Boyfriend Is Obsessed With Me Novels & Stories

"Oh come on, by the rate you guys are going out all the time I feel like he's been your boyfriend since a month ago." "He's not my boyfrienddddd." Urgh. And then I was met with a smirk by Toffer, who has been forcing me to call him my boyfriend. I don't know what's wrong with my best friend, or what has gotten into him, but he's been so kinky these days. I can't believe I am actually okay doing those kinky stuff with him. Urgh, I don't even know who I am anymore. It's like he has a magic spell over me with his dick.

“Because you made it through. Even when you wanted to scream. Even when you told me, like, seven times a day that you were dropping out and becoming a forest cryptid.” “That plan’s still on the table.” “I’ll visit you. Bring snacks. Help scare off hikers.” I turned my head toward him. “You’d make a terrible cryptid.” “But an excellent boyfriend.” I snorted. “Debatable.” “You’re obsessed with me.” “I tolerate you at best.” “Sure you do,” he said, grinning, then leaned in and kissed my cheek. “You’re stuck with me now.” I didn’t move. Didn’t flinch.

I plan to tease him about this all night long. "Is anything wrong with that?" He asked "Not exactly but It’s just that staring too much makes you look like you are obsessed with me," I smirked "Everyone here is gonna think you are obsessed with me." He scoffed slightly "I don’t care what they think. In fact, I am obsessed with you." "What?" I asked confused. He nodded "Yes I am. I mean you are my girlfriend, if I’m not obsessed with you, who will I be obsessed with." He asked with a smirk on his face.

I quickly paused it, not wanting my mother to hear it, although I knew she wouldn’t but I just didn’t want to listen to it again. I looked up at Adrian slowly and he was staring at me, “I’m sorry,” he said, “I just can’t help myself.” I closed my eyes and handed the phone back to him. “Molly,” he called but to be honest, I don’t want to see him now neither do I want to think of what I just learnt of. It’s not every day that you find out that your boyfriend is obsessed with you that he could even make recordings of your times together. I know I won’t judge him for this but at the moment, I just want to process my thought.

Smiling, I took a step closer to him and asked, "You're fine being my boyfriend even if I was completely obsessed with you before?" His eyes widened and shock flashed through it; which scared me since he may now find me creepy. "Before?" He asked, "You're not completely obsessed with me now?" With a sigh, I chuckled and shook my head, "Let me rephrase that." I smiled, "You're fine being my boyfriend even if I am completely obsessed with you?" "Totally." He smiled, "After all, I am completely obsessed and completely crazy over you Riley Langston." I grinned at him foolishly, "Then let us be the crazy and obsessed couple there will ever be."

I quickly paused it, not wanting my mother to hear it, although I knew she wouldn’t but I just didn’t want to listen to it again. I looked up at Adrian slowly and he was staring at me, “I’m sorry,” he said, “I just can’t help myself.” I closed my eyes and handed the phone back to him. “Molly,” he called but to be honest, I don’t want to see him now neither do I want to think of what I just learnt of. It’s not every day that you find out that your boyfriend is obsessed with you that he could even make recordings of your times together. I know I won’t judge him for this but at the moment, I just want to process my thought.

And then, he landed himself behind me. He placed his hands on my shoulders and his touch gave me the chills running through my spines but I enjoyed it. “Make yourself comfortable. We are now different from what we were yesterday,” he said. “So, that means you…you are my …,” I stuttered. “Boyfriend! Yes, I am your boyfriend and you are my rightful girlfriend here,” he said as he rubbed his hands on my shoulders. I had never bath even with my friends together. Not even with my best friend. But washing ourself together was making both of us so much comfortable with each other.

“Thanks.” He grins. “Anytime man.” I start to walk away, when he doubles back. “Hey,” he arches a brow in a way I completely don’t understand. “You think she has a friend that’s hot too? I wouldn’t mind getting set up. A blind date, or something like that.” I smile thinly. “I’ll ask.” He hits me hard on the shoulder, jostling me forward. “That’s why you’re the man. Gotta check on my patient to make sure her boyfriend hasn’t snuck a greasy burger into her room. It’ll totally screw up my day.”

"My boyfriend's obsessed with you. Made me watch the finals like five times." "Then you know I wouldn't be here unless it mattered." I gentled my voice. "I just need to talk to them. It's important."

I read out my thoughts scribbling them on a notepad. I do have a boyfriend but he isn't as fascinating as Bryan was. I wanted Bryan. I was overly obsessed with him and I thought he was mine for the taking. Ah! I see my mistake. I was trying to please in anyway possible forgetting I had to be myself too. I thought he wanted a kind of girl who would be wild and make him feel certain pleasure whenever he needed it but unfortunately, all my observations were wrong. He'd rather have calm than crazy. Oh well, its too late to turn around now.