Dreams Boyfriend Novels & Stories

I made to leave, feeling embarrassed, but I halted again in horror, when she called a name that I was too familiar with. “Oh.. Dylan! More! More!” At first, I found it hard to believe, it couldn't possibly be the same Dylan. My best friend would never do that to me, she is like my sister.. and Dylan? He loves me way too much to cheat on me, he would never do that to me. “Fuck..” I heard him groan, my soul almost left my body. That is his voice! Is this a dream? I burst into the room, and behold, there he was, my boyfriend, making love to my best friend.

"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."

he said, still looking worried. I lowered my gaze, trying to avoid eye contact, but he lifted my chin and asked again. “I’m fine,” i said with a soft voice “It was just a dream.” He still didn’t look convinced. He had no choice, than to believe me.

I’ve been having this dream for three weeks. Same dream. Same man. Same hands wrapped around my thighs like he owns them, like he’s always owned them and I just didn’t get the memo until now. I know it’s wrong. I know every single time I close my eyes and find him there, it’s wrong. He’s my mother’s boyfriend. He sleeps down the hall from me. He eats breakfast at our table and laughs at my mother’s jokes and has absolutely no idea that her daughter goes to bed every night thinking about what his hands would feel like on her skin.

I always thought Asians had small chili peppers, but he was a whole-ass elephant. I wasn't comparing sizes, but now that I can acclaim to the world that the person I love loves me back, I felt a different kind of fuzzy stomach. The one that feels when you're delighted, beyond happy, and close to nirvana. I squirm a little, regrettably doing so as my new boyfriend is awake. "Sowwy!" I say in a cute voice, knowing how much he hates it. "It's alright. I got a freaky dream though." He says, kissing my shoulder.

Maybe she was joking. How rich could her boyfriend be? Richer than him because if he wasn't, there was no way she would have gotten that from him. "Hold on, she said boyfriend and not husband. Which means that I still have the chance. Boyfriends and Girlfriends do break up each time due to satisfaction. All I need to do is to prove to her that money isn't all...I can shower her with love." He fantasize and praised his thinking. ★★★★★★ It was finally evening, Drake was inside his room, randomly binging a series. He had a pack of cornflakes beside him alongside milk, sugar, and water. He was also holding a bowl. Drake was about to eat the fourth time in a row when his door was knocked upon.

Still, I refused to believe it. As I stood before him, ignoring everyone else in the room, I reached for his hands and cradled them between mine, as if holding them would suddenly wake me from this nightmare. “It’s a joke, right?” I searched his face desperately. “It’s not a joke, Amelia.” He slowly slipped his hands from mine and let out a long breath, stepping back. I made a move to touch him again, but Clara stepped in between us. “Don’t,” she warned, her eyes sharp. “David is my fiancé now, and I don’t want any random girl touching him.”

the martyr guy finally spoke. I thought he wouldn’t interfere with our conversation. “Hey, I have a boyfriend,” the words easily came out of my mouth. But where did that come from? When did I ever have a boyfriend? Did anyone ever court me? Oops Sena, you’ve been single since birth but you suddenly have a boyfriend? They both looked surprised. You all thought I was single? Bleh. In my dreams, Boss Luis was my boyfriend. Huhu, just in my dreams. I doubt they’d ask about my imaginary boyfriend.

I cried out in pain, "Look, I accept that I slept with you but I definitely did not get you pregnant. Why don't you go and ask all your numerous boyfriends who released their shit into you, maybe one of them would own up to it" he said in a bored tone, this has to be a dream right? "What does that mean? You know very well that I have no other boyfriend apart from you, so what are you even saying?" I asked unable to hide my shock at his words,

My boyfriend works there too," "Ouuu. Okay! Sounds fun and you and Stan are back together?" I asked as I dragged my tattered box inside the dorm room. "Eww, no. I have a new boyfriend. His name. Is…" Just then her phone rang and she mouthed to me that she needed to take the call. I nodded and watched her scurry towards the tiny kitchen I took that time to admire the dorm room. It was very different from the one's at RU, my old university.