Bromance Twitter Novels & Stories

The day we made our relationship official, Twitter crashed again. Stacey attached a photo of the two ticket stubs to her official announcement post, and people in the comment section completely lost their minds. "This is elite-level pining! I'm obsessed with them!" "Are we sure this didn't come straight out of a romance novel? This is my first time witnessing such a perfect love story, and I'm kind of nervous." Leaning in her arms, I scrolled through the comments with a smile before a text from Watson arrived.

Was about to reply, when another text popped up. Unknown number 💬: Need me to remind your little ex why he never should’ve messed with my ice-tongued princess?

I HOPE THEY WILL HAVE A GOOD MARRIAGE IN THE FUTURE @camerontaygirl you don't have imagine in your goddamn life you should break up with your shitty girlfriend @camerontaylor @camtaytay @camerontaygirl at least learn proper grammar first before you come on twitter and rain on someone's parade @ohplzbitchcamismine after two long years!!! it's finally happening!!! hahaha, but i am not happy. not happy at all. I'm trying to be, but i can't. my heart hurts.

“So, how’s that club your brother’s running? Is it still going well?” The young lady closest to their table snickered and gestured. “Yeah. He’s doing truly well with it. Twitter’s been detonating its notoriety. They’re all saying it's Chicago’s most sultry spot right now.” “I listened it’s got a ton of hot bachelors,” “Ohhh, yeah.” Sydney rapidly inclined into the table. “Guys, we ought to check out that spot.” Maeve pushed her. “You think so?”

He said. “Oh, that’s unfortunate. You miss him?” “No. I’m happy we fell out, he had a major hubris and still does. If we didn’t, I wouldn’t have met Theo.” Adrien spoke so sincerely, so clear. “Bromance?” I asked with a smile. “Yes. Well, we better get going.” He turned to me. “We?” I asked with raised eyebrows. “Yes,” he said, grabbing my hand. “Let’s go to literature class!” He said, imitating the voice of a minion.

“I was in seventh grade. Went to Tyler’s after practice. She was standing on the landing, looking down at me. Hair loose. Pink sweater. And I just ” “Isn’t that a felony under the bro code?” I cut in. “Pretty sure crushing on your friend’s sister is a capital offense.” He waves it off. “Actually, technically, the bro code says if you’ve known a guy more than twentyfour hours, his sister is offlimits forever unless you marry her.” A grin splits his face. Unhinged. Certain. “So it’s fine. I’m going to marry Beth.” “Uhhuh.” I nod slowly. “And Beth knows about this destiny you’ve cooked up?”

Had she really thought he was the best she could do? Had she really pinned all her hopes and dreams on this pompous windbag? "Are you listening to me, Kerryanne? I want you to stop seeing him immediately. You're only making a fool of yourself, fawning all over him. What kind of man is he anyway with his tattoos and bike riding? Is that what you're into now?"

Classic Brandon. Grumpy nurse. 10/10 would let boss me around again. ❤️ It had, for some reason, blown up. People thought it was cute. Some of Brandon’s friends from hockey commented “#boyfriendgoals” and “tell him to frown at me next 🫶.” And buried under all the chaos, was Drake’s quiet little thumbs-up. A digital ghost haunting the corner of my feed. I stared at it for too long. And then my phone buzzed again.

She shrugged, glancing at her dark phone screen again. "Alright?, just alright, come on………" Kenzie groaned swatting her. "He's cute, " Breanna sighed dramatically "I guess, I'm, uh……" She made a thinking face. "Into more muscular men….." She took a sip of the diet coke, Kenzie had offered earlier. "Oooh." Kenzie cooed, shifting even closer. "How muscular?." "What?." Breanna choked on her coke. "On a scale of Theo James to Channing Tatum, how muscular are we talking?."

It was only now that he saw their faces because it was only now that there were others in the area. "Is Bryan your twin, Brent?" Theo asked Brent. "No, you didn't come. "I have a date; I'm alone." "Look for a girlfriend, so it's not just your twin who flexes." Theo jokes, and his colleagues laughed when they heard what he said. "Anytime, Thaddeus, when there's a storm, you're the last one on the news!" they joke with him. "What again?!" "Well, Brent doesn't have a girlfriend."