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Soon the douchebag walked in with another guy, who was all over him. “Who is that?” I asked Kathy. “His best friend”, she replied, a little distracted. “His best friend seems to have a crush on him,” I chuckled, sipping my beer. “They aren't gay, you are losing this bet,” Kathy rolled her eyes and walked off. I walked up to Caleb, seeing that his best friend had left him to have sex with a redhead. “You friend ditched you, again,” I chuckled and he turned around startled “I…I don’t care, he can hang out with whosoever he wants,”He replied, trying to avoid eye contact.

She did not expect that the person sitting with that guy was Chris - her ex-boyfriend from high school. Chris used to be madly in love with Clara, but she didn't care. Suddenly, she felt a bit of Marble's energy from him. Because to investigate the whereabouts of Marble, she agreed to be his girlfriend. But then, she ruthlessly kicked him. If he let him see her, her plan would surely fail. Jonathan also sensed her strange gaze. She couldn't find him because he had gone abroad to study ten years ago. He has only returned home for two years. "What are you looking at?" Jonathan asked Chris who his cousin's brother was.

But I could see them clearly and hear their demeaning comments. I should have kept walking. I know I should have. Because whatever they want to label me is not actually the scene. But I just couldn't. I froze out as if I just got glued. "Boyfriend." The word was repeated with a tone that made it sound like a punchline. "Please. We all know what that actually means." "Gold digger," someone offered cheerfully. "Obvious from the start. A nobody from god knows where, suddenly on the arm of Adrian Blackwood", the person said with duh tone.

We have been at it for a year now and it's been a wonderful year. I got to know that he was a prince even though he could not be considered a ruler. He is been kind and very understanding. We have gone on many splendid dates. Kyson has proved to be the best boyfriend I ever had. That is how I refer to the him now. And I am his girlfriend. Yeahh! I am so happy and satisfied with my life. I have my love and friends that love me for me not the state of me.

"I'm not sweet, I just do what a boyfriend should do." The word 'boyfriend' does something to my heart, and my pulse flutters. "Are we like that?" I asked heavily, averting my eyes from his handsome face. "After everything I did and what I said.. you still reject me?" he asked in a tone that I knew was feigned annoyance. I snorted in annoyance. "I don't know. All you do is force me to be your girl, to be yours. You never asked about that." "I don't need to ask it from you, you are already mine when I claim you the first time."

When we finally parted, breathless and dizzy, he rested his forehead against mine, his eyes dark with emotion. “I will not push you further tonight,” he said, repeating the promise he had made before. “I respect you too much to rush this. But I want you to know—from this moment on, you are not alone anymore. Whatever you need, whenever you need it, I am only a call away. Ethan may be your boyfriend, but I will be the one who actually sees you.”

We had been together for just shy of three years, and I knew loved him with every fiber of my being. "Maybe we should give it a moment, let them be boys." I said, but Stacy was already onto the next thing, putting her jacket on and letting her hair down. "You're so weird. If Danny was my boyfriend, I'd race out there in a heartbeat to make out with him." Stacy shrugged her shoulders, making me laugh. Stacy McMahon was my oldest friend, and we had a comfortable friendship since we'd known each other for almost a decade and a half. She was always blunt about how I should be more hands-on with my relationship, even though I was comfortable.

“You know I read that book, I can’t remember the title, that you read last summer and I kept thinking about the other friend who secretly envied her best friend and wanted everything she had including her boyfriend.” I laughed. “Well first of all you know I don’t envy you. We are friends, we are as close as sisters. Secondly, I do not want Andre, especially because he is your boyfriend.” I said truthfully because that was exactly what I told Shewa. He is her boyfriend, I can’t fight with my best friend over a boy that chose her over me. “I am not talking about Andre.” I raised a brow. “Who are you talking about then…”

Kelsey's question interrupted her thoughts. "It's better this way, sex between us would complicate things ... I'm not gonna be his fuck buddy, I can't do that, I need a boyfriend ... that's what I need, and Preston is not that person, you know what I mean?" Kelsey nodded, "Yeah, I guess I can see it from your point of view to me sex is just fun if you can have fun with your best friend ... why not, you're young and inexperienced, the more experience you can get the better."

Marcelyn brushed him quickly off with a playful wave of her hand. At first, Marcelyn wanted to ask what “hot” meant in that context, but she quickly figured that it could mean another term for attractive. “So tell me, what would you have done if I was your boyfriend?” “Huh?” “Yeah, yeah, of course, you don't know what a boyfriend is. It's a man you like and go out with,” he explained. Marcelyn nodded her head. “You will have a girlfriend...do you have a girlfriend?” “Nope.”