Dylan Is In Trouble Girlfriend Novels & Stories

“Dude, wasn’t it bros before—” “Don’t you dare call her a hoe,” Dylan responded immediately. “Why do you care who I chill with anyway? Don’t you have other things to do?” “You’re my fucking best friend and I don’t remember hitting on your girlfriend before y’all broke up.” Dylan chuckled. “First of all, Alicia’s your girlfriend? You didn’t tell me that, you didn’t tell any of us that, you kinda made it clear every time we hung out that you were single.”

"A girlfriend? I have one, did I mention that? Dylan responded to him. "Awwn? Would you like me to give her a call now and tell her what you are doing?" As I sat in the chair and watched them talk, he threatened Dylan. Dylan nods his head slowly, and I see him turn away before coming back to us and asking Adam a question. "Hey, Daniella, are you a good girlfriend?" He had a question. "And would you leave if I said yes?" Adam said he was not pleased. There was a smile on Dylan's face.

“Oh, well, that would explain the angry look I got from her when Jordan and I were at the bar.” “You mean when he kissed you at the bar?” Uku wiggles his eyebrows at me. “We all saw it, Trouble,” he says, smirking. “Trouble?” I ask with a laugh. “Yep, that’s your nickname now, and you’re stuck with it,” he laughs as well. “If he’s with Eva, why would he kiss Elisha in front of her?” Ailani asks. “Maybe he and Eva have an arrangement,” Keoni says. “He has left with other women from here when she’s been working.”

, Dylan replied harshly. I stupidly watched as Dylan climbed back onto the bed, snuggling up to the giggling blonde that lay naked beside him. The realization of what was happening suddenly hitting me in the face like a bucket of cold water. “How could you do this to me Dylan?”, I cried. “l thought you loved me. You said you fucking loved me!”, I yelled hot and angry tears now streaming down my face. Dylan simply ignored me as his hand slowly began to caress the blonde girls naked chest. His hand brushing gently over the girls breast in ways he’d never touched me. And the blonde girl turned to me and gave me a smug smirk before she dove straight for my boyfriends lips.

Dylan let my other hand go and he got into the car again. "That bastard!" Blane was going to kick his butt but I held him. I let Dylan go. "Are you trying to cheat on me?" Blane asked me and I turned to him. "I told you that after you left.. I'm with Dylan." I said repeating it. "Yeah.. nothing but a friend." "More than friends." I said. "Did you sleep with him?" "What if I say.. I did?" I asked Blane and turned to him. "Unbelievable! You're my girlfriend now! You can't be with Dylan, Lauren. You're mine!" He bursted coldly. I sighed and gestured to him to get into the car to go home. "I will get Dylan." He said seriously.

This was insane,People here were insane. I had only been in school for less than two hours and somehow the entire student body already hated me.I scrolled further down slowly then froze. A video was posted just now It was me crashing into Dylan. The caption read: NEW SCHOLARSHIP GIRL ALREADY THROWING HERSELF AT DYLAN WINTHROP The comments underneath were even worse. *She wishes* *Somebody tell her to stay in her lane* *Dylan would rather die* *Embarrassing* *She needs to drop out already*

On the other hand, Dylan was absolutely furious, pointing at Lily as he bellowed, "Get out! You're not my wife yet! You don't get to talk to me like that!" Dylan's threat left Lily horrified. Realizing she lost composure, she promptly put up her usually delicate facade while muttering, "I just love you too much, and I was worried about losing you…" Dylan glowered, clearly feeling disgusted. In my last life, I never complained and stayed quiet despite knowing that he had multiple affairs, and certainly wouldn't embarrass him like Lily did. With the contrast, Dylan started to miss my virtuousness, but it was all too late.

He smirked, his eyes looking seductively into mine. "I'm sorry, I'm not interested. I have a boyfriend." I said, hoping to shut him down once and for all. He continued to stare at me inappropriately. "Well it's not like you're married, we can definitely have some fun together, Dylan." He said, resting his hand on top of mine. Before I could even pull away, a voice came from behind him. "Why don't you take your hand off of my girlfriend, Summers." Callum said, as he approached the table.

"But why? I don't understand. You can have any girl you want. My friend Krissie is gorgeous, and she'd kill to have you." "I don't want a girlfriend. I want a slave," Dylan said. "Krissie will be your slave," Alice assured him. It was true. Krissie was practically obsessed with Dylan. She'd happily do anything he demanded of her. "I want you," he replied. Alice ran out of ideas. 'Why does he want me?' she wondered. 'What's so special about me?' "Dylan, me and Caleb are happy together. I'm sorry but I don't feel that way about you. I only want him," she explained as plainly as she could.

I look over at Dalyn who shake his head and I look down and said " No sir , We are not. I am not intrested in guys like him. Like my mother said last night , I am intrested in older guys. Like Paspartot. " He asked a little calm " Then what about the thing class talking about? " I look over at Dalyn and said " He was making out with the mean girl in class so I tried to stop him and when he didn't hear I lied that we are in a relationship , I am sorry. " He nods and said " Well clear your misunderstanding in class, You both can go now. " I asked when he was finished " Sir can you change my apartment? " He asked in confusion " What is wrong with living in there? "