Fake Friend Day Novels & Stories

"When exactly did you become my cousin's fiancée?" I let out a weak groan and walked back over to the bed, dropping my face into the pillow. "It's not what it looks like, Liz. It was a total misunderstanding. He thought I was the actress he hired to play his fiancée. He saw me outside and thought I was her." Liz stared at me for a second, then burst out laughing "Wait, so Marcus hired a fake fiancée to get his mom off his back? Honestly, that is so like him. But wait, why are you playing along with it?"

Random students kept approaching me on campus asking for selfies, and my classmates suddenly started acting overly nice now that the entire world knew I was Ethan Vance's girlfriend. ​Before I knew it, the weekend arrived, bringing the night of the freshman kick.off party. I sat on the living room sofa, impatiently checking my phone while waiting for Janice. "Hurry up! We're going to be late!" I called out, snapping a quick picture of my outfit and posting it to my I*******m story. ​"I'm here, I'm here!" Janice called back, finally coming down the stairs. ​"Took you long enough," I teased, standing up.

She smiled brightly, then her head tilted, noticing my expression. “Why do you look so sad? You just won the lottery!” She nagged. “It’s fake,” I replied. I couldn’t hold it in. Apart from the fact that I needed them to understand the situation, I couldn’t lie to my close friends. “He’s forcing me. He has something on me, and he’s using it to make me his fake girlfriend. He needs to fix his reputation.” I explained and the room went silent. Jenna and Annette exchanged glances, then they both started laughing.

Freda’s POV In a weeks time I will be celebrating my Eighteenth birthday. I know to some people it’s not a big deal But to me, I’m finally becoming an adult officially; I said to no one In particular checking my time I realized it’s almost two pm I’m expecting some friends Can I consider Gabby invitation as friends; I thought to myself I and gabby initially have every Sunday to ourselves. It’s our movie day but she has gone behind my back to invite my next door neighbour

“Let's have a fake date. I want you to be my fake boyfriend.” The words hung in the air between us. Damon didn’t laugh. He didn’t look shocked. He just watched me. “Fake boyfriend,” he repeated slowly, tasting the words. “Explain.” “Public appearances only,” I said quickly, keeping my voice low so no one else in the library could overhear. “We walk the halls together. Sit together at lunch sometimes. Let people see us talking, maybe holding hands if it looks natural. Post a couple of casual photos. Enough to make Ryan jealous ”

DELIA Both of them blinked. Carrie’s mouth dropped open. “You’re WHAT?” “Fake-dating,” I repeated carefully. They looked at each other, eyebrows raised, clearly not buying it. Shawn narrowed his eyes. “Delia. Sweetie. Who in God’s name decides to FAKE date you out of nowhere?” I shrugged, leaning against the counter like the world wasn’t about to eat me alive. “He… needed a woman for public appearances.” “Public appearances?” Carrie repeated.

(One day earlier....) It was the first day of April or as everyone would say April Fool's Day. According to the netizens, it was the best time for someone to declare their love because if they got rejected, they could just laugh and say—"Haha, I made a fool of you!" At the very least, they could retreat in a splendid manner.

He added. I smiled softly. "Me too." The music played softly. I gently rested my head against his chest. He wrapped one arm around me a little tighter. Aaron asked quietly. "Do you remember the day I asked you to fake date me?" I smiled against his chest. "How could I forget?" He laughed softly. "I thought it would solve one problem. Instead, it game me everything." A comfortable silence followed. Aaron brushed a loose strand of hair behind my ear. "Thank you for believing in me."

"You have a 2:00pm. fitting with Mr. Lorenzo. He's the stylist" Jessica blinked, "Stylist?" "For Saturday's gala. And afterward, you'll be doing a mock press interview. Mr. Blackwood insisted. Jessica exhaled. "Of course he did". Juliet gave her a small smile. "Look on the bright side. You're about to be the most photographed fake bride in the country". Jessica didn't laugh. Instead, she turned back to the city view and whispered. "This isn't just a new life. It's someone else's" And now, she had to wear it like it fit.

He asked. I hadn't because I had thought he must be joking. I mean, it couldn't be anything today? Or maybe it was... "What's so special today? Is it your birthday?" I asked. If it was, I'm sure I felt like the worse friend. I didn't even wish him. But then, I didn't even know. "Of course not, today was International Hug Day. A special day. I couldn't have not celebrated it, could I?" He asked still not letting me go.