Dreaming Of Boyfriend Novels & Stories

Anika confessed and Ariana gasped. "No way. Wait, is he the guy your were talking about on our sleepover the other day?" "Yeah". "Is there a problem? you two would look great together". "The thing is i shouldn't think of Tyler in that manner, he's like family to me and supposed to be a big brother figure to me" Anika explained and she sighed sadly. "Well you can't stop those feelings you have for him. How does he feels about you?" "I don't know but we did kiss the other night. I was drunk and the kiss wasn't intentional" Anika answered.

But to my utmost dismay, I’m met with yet the same scenario. My heart clenches tightly in my chest and hot tears rapidly stream down my face. Right on the bed is the man of my dreams, a guy I’ve known for almost half my life now—my boyfriend—drilling in and out of a girl. I must be dreaming. I need to be dreaming. I bite my lip hard till it bleeds out. I’m not dreaming. It’s real. No. Noooo. Derek and the lady are so absorbed in their taboo exercise that they still haven’t noticed my presence yet.

"Seriously? Just because I drove Mel home? I've been looking out for her all these years and think of her as just one of the boys. Could you stop letting your imagination run wild?" "One of the boys?" I laughed softly, though I couldn't stop the tears from welling in my eyes. "Hayden, be honest with yourself and answer this—do you truly think of her as just 'one of the boys', or is she a backup? Or do you just enjoy this sort of ambiguous relationship?" "What nonsense are you spouting?" he abruptly roared. Melissa's voice drifted over the line as she urged with fake sincerity. "Hays, don't speak to her so harshly."

I felt like a massive lump had formed in my throat hearing him say that. ‘​A boyfriend, huh? Will I even be able to have one?’ ​How could I ever be with a normal guy when I still had those horrifying, beautiful dreams about Adrian? I wasn't sure I could ever keep a real relationship while this sickening obsession with Adrian occupied my mind every single night. ​Those thoughts stayed heavily buried inside my head. I snapped my gaze away from his face, forcing myself to gulp down the lump in my throat before it could choke me. Desperate to stop the torment, I reached out, snatched the remote back off the coffee table, and immediately exited the film, bringing the screen back to the main menu.

Their legs entwined, their breaths synchronized, they reveled in the simple joy of being together. Emily's head rested on Alex's chest, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat lulling her into a peaceful state. She closed her eyes, allowing her mind to wander into the realm of dreams. Visions of a future filled with love, adventure, and unwavering support danced before her closed eyelids. In her dreams, she saw herself and Alex exploring distant lands, hand in hand, their laughter filling the air. They climbed mountains, swam in turquoise waters, and shared quiet moments under starlit skies. Their love was a beacon, guiding them through the trials and tribulations of life.

Kelsey didn't come back to the dorm for two days. She does that when she was with a boyfriend. She checked in with Julie every day just to let her know where she was. Usually, she'd stay with the guy for days, fucked his brains out until she was bored fucking him and she'd come back to the dorm to complain about how bored she was and then went back to the guy to fuck him some more.

He sucked on it feeding me immense pleasure. "Oh gosh! O-ooh...." I quivered and my fingers grew weak from intense pleasure. I placed my hand on his shoulder yet I trembled. "You're fucking sweet. So tasty. I want to suck your sexy nipples every night." He whispered roughly against my breast. He looked at me and I felt shy suddenly. This bulky, hot ass man was my boyfriend. Each day, I woke up to think just how lucky I was. "Would you mind sneaking into my room to have a taste then?" I asked trying my best to maintain eye contact.

I think that I might even like this guy, if I was a normal girl with a normal life, this is the kind of boyfriend I would want for myself. He is everything I could ever ask for in a man. If anything, I wish that this was all real, that I didn't have to leave him in three days. I don't what I am doing but I know that it feels right, I want to be with this man, even it's all just a dream. I must admit that it actually feels good to be with a man because I like him, not because I am trying to scam off his money. I feel relaxed but I don't know how to do this. I have never had to do this before.

"I am his boyfriend. " Those words keep repeating again and again like a mantra inside my head. It's like I am having a last song syndrome. If what he says is a lyric from a song then those would be my favorite lyrics of all time. It feels so good hearing those words. I think I'm going crazy. And my heart beats are also crazy. It's beating so fast and loud that it's been echoing on my chest. If I am only dreaming.. then please don't wake me up. I would gladly remain in this dream forever.

However, she kept him hanging, never committing. Now, in her version of events, he somehow became her boyfriend. It was almost laughable. I asked her what happened to me in that dream. She burst into hysterical laughter and said, "You? You died. Killed by your boyfriend." I lowered my head and smiled. "A dream is just a dream. No matter how much you regret it or long for it, it's not real. You're the one who's about to die. As for me, I earn millions a year, living freely and happily."