Dave X John Novels & Stories

Dave shouted. "Love you too "Dave "Bes,love you more"I said and cut the call. Dave and jessica Had been my best friends and they are like a family to me. They cheered me on when i was fed up of my mom'S attitude. Dave is over protective and Jessica Always there when I need her,they are the best to me. My thoughts were cut off when I notice's the car wasn't moving,I faced Xavier. "You done?he asked and I felt a little bit of anger tingling in his voice.

When the two of them were about to fight, Hugh quickly stood between them and said, “John, Dave, we’re family, don’t do anything impulsive!” “Who the f*ck wants to be family with him? Do I even know him?” John asked disdainfully. At this moment, someone whispered into John’s ear. John’s unpleasant expression from a second ago was now replaced with a huge grin. “Oh, it’s Dave! I’m so sorry. Of course, we’re family. Since you have your eyes on this chick, then I’ll give her to you,” John said generously. Just now, someone told him that David spent 11 billion to forcefully upgrade from a normal member to a high-tier member.

His gaze was sharp enough to cut through the silence, making the air feel heavier. Dave turned to face him, completely unfazed. “I’m helping Ophelia. Got a problem with that?” “She doesn’t need your help,” Ryder replied. “Maybe not, but I like helping her. Is that a crime?” Dave’s grin widened, and I could see he was enjoying this little game. “Enough!” I said, stepping between the both of them. “This is ridiculous. Dave, thank you for your help, but I’ll take it from here.” Dave gave a mock salute. “As you wish, ma’am.” Before he left, he leaned in and whispered, low enough that only I could hear.”“Attend to your jealous husband.” he chuckled and walked past Ryder.

“What got you coming back home?” “Nothing, I got off rehearsal early today, so I wanted to pick some of my old stuff on my way to Cherry’s,” he said with a bright smile laced on his freckled cheeks. Dave is a performing arts major and also a popular influencer/blogger on social media. I remember some girls in my department saw me with him one time during our sophomore year and pestered me for weeks for his contact info. Even though we spend little time together, he always seems happy to see me whenever we meet.

“Hey, I don’t just listen to eighties music. My dad made me watch all the old shows as a kid. He has a whole library of eighties paraphernalia. That’s how I got hooked.” John yawned again. “Honey, we need to rest.” “Aren’t there four of you on the team? I’ve only caught a glimpse of that other serious dude. The one with the goatee.” “That’s Dave, known as Donnie in the field. We’re all proficient in martial arts but Donnie takes it to another level. Because of his combat skills, he’s named after Donnie Yen Chi-tan—an actor and multiple-time world wushu tournament champion. Dave is our analyst.”

“Who are you? What do you want? Why do you keep following me?” I took a step back away from him. The guy raised his hands slightly like I was the one doing something wrong. “Hey. Calm down.” His voice was too calm, and steady. He lowered his arms slowly. “My name is Dave,” he said, as if it should mean something to me. “And I love Ronald.” My heart slammed into my ribs. What? “Ronald and I…” he went on, quite emotionally, “we were meant to be together. He just needed some space, some time apart. I knew that. But then you came along.”

“And when I get back, you better be gone. Bed fixed. Condoms trashed. No trace.” Chris groaned, collapsing back onto the bed like the drama queen he was. I stepped out into the living room, the air cooler, quieter. I remembered Xander yelling something before he left, but I hadn’t heard it from inside. Now I wished I had. The living room was dull, dark shadows stretching across the floor. My eyes landed on Dave, slumped at the bar, head down, surrounded by empty bottles of wine and whiskey. I shook my head. “Poor Dave,” I muttered. “Drinking himself stupid trying to forget about his dead girlfriend.”

He always like reading car magazines and often waited for someone to throw out their old ones for him to read, hoping that oneday he might even own one. They reached the pub fifteen minutes later and John walked in calmly. He sat at the bar and ordered a martini while he waited. He looked at his watch, another ten minutes before Decoy Dave arrived. He hoped all the errands were done and that Adrianna's valentines present was bought. 3h30pm, on time Dave walks in holding shopping bags. He looks at John signaling him to the toilet. John finishes his drink and orders another before going to the toilet. Both the men change in silence, once they r done, Dave steps out first and takes his place at

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We sip our cocoa munching on the cookies as we watch it. The rain was falling very well now, I was sitting in front of Dave, my back on his chest with our legs on the center table. We just finished watching the second jumanji and boy did we laugh hard, Kevin is just naturally funny. Everything he does is funny, even the way he talks is funny. And not to talk of Dwayne Johnson he is so hot and muscular, he is a lady man surely. "What other film should we watch, I'm not sleepy" I said, looking up at Dave. He smiled and kissed me instead.