Boyfriends Girlfriends Novels & Stories

She clung to Eric's arm and mentioned with a grin, "No worries. We can start over and get to know each other again." This so-called best friend of mine wasted no time flaunting her affection with Eric the moment she thought I'd lost my memory, her gaze laced with provocation. And Eric? He seemed to relish the thrill of cozying up to another woman right in front of his girlfriend. "Lila's right. You two are best friends, and your boyfriends are best buddies too—what a coincidence!" "It's all good. Just think of it as meeting a new friend for the first time."

Mates who were together for years would exchange insignias as a symbol of belonging, and a vow of eternal love. I had prepared everything, including the anniversary ceremony and the candlelit dinner. There was only loud music coming from the phone. "Lyrik? Sorry, it's too noisy here. I might run a little late," said Liam, sounding distant. "A little late? Liam, we agreed on seven o'clock. It's now eight-thirty," I said while gripping my phone. "I know, but Seraphina needed my help," he said. I hung up. Seraphina was a Highborn she-wolf he had only met a month ago.

Hell no. "What?" Chloe asks, blinking and looking away for a second, trying to remember everything in my office, "There's only like three or four guys in your floor. Is it the old one, the crazy one or the emo one? I'm pretty sure the emo one is gay. And we don't need another gay boyfriend in the family." "Fuck you," Celeste growls at her, since her first ever boyfriend turned out to be into boys too. They're really good friends now, "Who is it?"

, I said laughing. "I thought I'd really lost you" "You would have if I didn't have to lie to some hot boys that I have boyfriend" "How's that lying if I can fill in that position perfectly" "You really mean that" "I wasn't laughing when I said it" "Let's do it" ******************************* I believe that sometimes grand gestures aren't really what strengthens a relationship so the littlest of things such as this could be a real go to when asking a girl to be your girlfriend. What are your thoughts?

"And I told you before you're more than just a fling to me. So what does that make you, Kar? God, I know we hardly know each other and want to work this out. But you're not just a fling and you're sure not just friends with benefits so in my definition that only leaves you to be my girlfriend. And seeing that douchebag yesterday and hearing him say that word, made me know it. As I can't bear to hear someone else call you that. So I don't care as what you see me and you can take your time to think about it, but to me you're my girlfriend." My face surely looks ridiculous at the moment as my eyes are as wide as can be, and my jaw has dropped to god knows where. Girlfriend, girlfriend, girlfrie

A. I coughed and I looked at my P.A, “This is your boyfriend?” She nodded, “Yes, Miss.” “Miss is awkward, just call me by my name!” I said. She laughed, “I’m comfortable calling you to miss, but Okay, Alta.” The weird thing is that my boyfriend's best friend's girlfriend is serving me. “What the fuck, Bros?” Beau whispered to his friend. “Oh? I didn't visit you here Beau. I am here for my girlfriend.”

"You both got involved with the men in your lives and kind of let your friendship fall to the wayside. You've got to decide if it's worth fighting for and she's got to decide the same thing. When you throw girlfriends and boyfriends into the mix it always gets messy." She gives me a saucy look. "Is that what you are?" "What do you mean?" Tightening her arms around my neck, she leans in so that our foreheads touch. "Are you my boyfriend?" It's stupid really, the way that question takes hold of a place in my gut I hadn't known was empty. It fills that emptiness and I know I have this woman to thank for it. "We've never made it official, huh?"

Not to mention, that smile on his face too is gone as he returns to the trolley with a cold expression though every time he puts an item inside he’d touch my baby bump and rubs it gently for a few seconds. “Hi.” Fangirl number three now, and I’m sure he’s going to turn towards me again to subtly drop the hint that he is not available. “Are you free after this? Wanna get coffee?” “He has a boyfriend,” I interrupt from behind to which she instantly turns around to discover who’s the person that dropped the bomb. “He has a boyfriend.” I repeat and this time he narrows his eyes at me to which I innocently smile, continuing my lies, “My bestie already has a boyfriend, sorry.”

It just slipped out, and now her entire body was hot with shame. She opened her mouth to backtrack, but Calix said, "Yes, she is a friend of mine." Screw it. "Not a girlfriend?" He titled his head. "What is the difference?" "Well, a friend is . . . you know, a friend," she tried to explain, cutting up some gauze to hide the fact that her hands were shaking. "A girlfriend or a boyfriend is a lover." "Ah." Calix's frown cleared up. He chuckled. "A lot of our friends think that Thisbe and I are lovers, but we are not. We are just friends, and we care about each other a lot."

"We never defined our relationship. There were no labels, no commitments. We aren't boyfriend and girlfriend. How can you accuse me of cheating when we were never exclusive?" I folded my hands over my chest and implored him, "Then what am I to you, Joel? If not your girlfriend, then what?" My heart shattered into a million pieces as Joel, the man I believed I loved and was hopeful that he might equally be head over heels in love with me, told me to my face that, "We're just friends with benefits, Grace," he declared coldly. "We're simply fuck buddies. You scratch my back, I scratch yours. That's all it ever was."