Cute Girlfriend Things Novels & Stories

We both needed a breather after so intense exercise. We both looked at each other for a few moments. We didn't speak anything but we both knew we had so much fun tonight. We both laid and cuddled each other for hours and believe spooning after so much sex is the best feeling. It brings us so much closer. "Hey...! Make sure you actually graduate." "...And when you do, ...Will you be my girlfriend?" Her face becomes very red after hearing it. She smiles at me and kissed me and says, "you better take responsibility and make me happier and I'll be your girlfriend"

She says awkwardly. “I know you think I’m just saying that but I want you to know that I mean every word. You are amazing, you are beautiful and you are everything I dream of in a girlfriend.” I say and she sits up. I feel her hands touch my face. I close my eyes and lean into her touch.

I almost choked on my coffee at that. "You don't like sweets?" "No." On their own my eyes went to his well sculpted body. I guess it made sense with a body like that. "Oh god I brought a crazy person home. First black coffee and now sweets!" I dramatically held my chest. "If you say you hate dogs I'm out." Knox rolled his eyes. "Of course I like dogs." "Phew. One good quality." "Wow thank you for that." He deadpanned. "You insulted my coffee." I shrugged. Knox rolled his eyes at me again making me grin behind my mug. It was surprisingly fun arguing with him. "But don't worry we'll get you to like sweets in no time."

Well, you regret this because you got caught. “She’s lying, mate. You know I would never betray you like this. She pulled me into the bathroom saying she needed to talk about you, and then she started hitting on me, grabbing my junk, and you know I’m not made of iron”, he says, and I shake my head. I can’t hear this anymore. My girlfriend, the love of my life and my best friend making out in the bathroom.

All because of one woman. “Look, if you like someone, you should buy them pretty things and compliment them, not think of locking them up.” I winced at how those words sounded coming from someone else. “I know nothing about relationships but women like pretty things. Give her nice things and stop thinking deranged thoughts, yeah?” Pretty things. Could I get closer to someone who did not trust me with gifts? Was it possible to buy her affection? I would give anything to have my mate look at me with warmth so it was worth a try.

She tied her hair in a fancy bun that women like. Is she out of her mind? "What do you mean?" I stare at her and she looks away. I touch her chin and pull her face back to me. "Listen to me, Sweetness. I want you to be my girlfriend. I don't mind being seen with you. I want the entire world to know you are mine. Any man will be very proud to have a girlfriend like you. Smart and beautiful, sharp and sweet, but the most important things are, that you look at me from your heart, you value our relationship not based on my status and my net worth, you give the colours to my life, you make me want to be a better person for us. Every other woman is pale compared to you. You believe what I say?" I

“Okay.” “But now, we’re still friends. We can still make an agreement.” “A-Agreement?” “Uh-huh. Agreement about the things that we can and we can’t do even if you’re already my girlfriend starting tomorrow. Go on, spill it out.” I thought for a while. “Oh, I know. N-No kisses, and hugs.” Cleoffe then pouted. “That was the first thing that I want to do with you!” “W-What?!”

I said. In the end, she nodded and smiled again, and just like that, we resumed our tasks. Caroline never stops asking and teasing me, she said that I look radiant and fresh and that it is surely because of my relationship status. And she couldn't believe too that her nerdy and shy-type best friend has a boyfriend now. She even said that I should practice the so-called 'girlfriend duties' and the girlfriend and boyfriend thing because she is sure I am still ignorant when it comes to that thing. Janice agreed to her and with that, they manage to somehow team-up to tease me.

“You always have different names for girls. They’re either naïve, loud, psycho, desperate, or just nosy. Which one am I?” “My girlfriend,” he muttered. “Can you stop saying that? You’re making me uncomfortable,” she admitted. “Stop being a baby. For real, what are you scared of? Don’t you care about me, at least? Why am I the only one feeling something? Am I that repulsive?” “Don’t say that.” She held his hand. “I like you a lot, okay? But calling me your girlfriend feels awkward.” “It’s fine. You’ll stay my best friend while I get a girlfriend. But first, let’s imagine a scenario.”

Through the frosted glass, I could faintly make out her silhouette—the curve of her body, water trickling down her smooth skin. Claire opened the shower door. Seeing it was me, she quickly covered herself. "Noah! What are you doing? Get out!" "Claire, why have you been avoiding me these past few days? Didn’t you promise to be my girlfriend?" "No… Noah, I can’t. I’m 18 years older than you!" "So what? I don’t care about that!" I said, stepping closer and pulling her into a tight embrace. She struggled weakly for a moment before giving in.