Fake Friend Day Novels & Stories

I just want to leave the earth now. "Hey! Don't feel bad or don't make it a big deal. I just want you to be my F* friend. I just hovered over your timeline for a while and I accidentally clicked on your display picture in 2014. That's it!" "Tsk!" He smirked. I went back to my cell phone. I acted not guilty of my excuse even deep inside, I really wanted to cover my face because of the stupid thing I did. I’m dropping myself! I sent him a friend request for him to believe.

she said to herself. She smiled as she thought of her evil plan again and picked up her phone to dial a contact. " Hi dear", she feigned a lively tone, " Hi Alice, it's been a long time", a female friend of hers expressed, " I know right, don't mind me, I missed a date of something and I just want to confirm it", " What's that?", " You posted it on your social handle about a fashion show, I'd love to attend but I didn't grab the date ",

Ziyan said jokingly. "Hahaha, what do I want? So narsistic!" said Ilona. "We broke up tonight, but we'll get back together tomorrow, okay?" Ziyan said again in a joking tone. "No, let's just break up. I'll tell my mom later that I'm done with you! I'm bored!" said Ilona jokingly. "Oh, Man! So cruel! Yes, I know we're on a fake date, but why is my heartache real? Like being thrown away like that!” complained Ziyan, patting his chest.

Inside was a dream; tall walls, open space, windows so big you could see everything yet nothing at all. The isolation of the property both excited and scared me, and the longer I walked around holding Armani’s hand, the more I began to feel a little hopeful again. My concerns over the last day felt silly — presumptuous. Though a part of my brain was still very aware that this could turn sour very quickly, I allowed myself to enjoy this simple few minutes with my fake husband and even smile, just a little bit.

I questioned, suddenly feeling uneasy. Aaron laughed slightly before kissing my forehead. "Well, change of plans. I've already planned it and it's on Thurday, so wear something pretty, doll face." He clarified, a teasing tone to his voice. I resisted the urge to punch him and bit my lip in thought. Thursday was gonna be one hell of a day, that's for sure.

God, she was so thirsty after all the crying. She heard her phone buzzing. Assuming it might be one of her friends, she walked to it only to realize it was her mother reminding her to be early for the company's success party this Sunday. But that's not what pissed her off the most, it was the second thing she said that made her feel outrageous. That she has someone she would like Gracie to meet. Now, someone for a nineteen year old girl, basically 'a young lady', refers to a guy. A guy, which her mother would like her to meet. Exactly. Gracie was well aware of the tactics of her family and their business.

“I do want us to date. Matter of fact, I believe I’m quite the romantic. You know, cute dates and flowers and stupid little things like matching pajamas.” “Is that what people these days are into?” He asked in a tone that let me know he was joking. “Oh, it’s worse. We like face mask Fridays and singing off key at the music bar. And movie nights, with popcorn and pasta and cheap wine that’ll give you cirrhosis before you’re…how old are you again?” His eyes flashed. “Old enough.”

“I don’t want to do this. But she’s asking for it. I can’t ignore her request. She’s not well, Celeste. I’d do anything to make her happy, even if it means this.” I narrowed my eyes. “You’re asking me to fake date you?” “Exactly. It’s simple. We pretend for her, give her the peace of mind she wants. I’ll compensate you for your time. It’s a contract, nothing more. Public appearances, monthly payments—nothing personal. His tone was blunt, no trace of emotion slipping through. He was treating this like a business deal, and I knew better than to expect anything more. Leo had always kept his emotions hidden, especially when it came to matters of the heart.

“Let’s go with Sparky because it’s reminiscent of my fiery temper. Although, you can call me Grizz on important occasions like my birthday, National Donut Day, Best Friends Day, Pi Day, and April Fools Day.” I turned my head to look at Niccolò and saw a grin on his face. I honestly didn’t think that he’d go for Sparky, but I was pleasantly surprised. He seemed to have this air of confidence about him that I admired. “Do you seriously celebrate Pi day?” I asked him. Niccolò placed his hand over his heart and gave me an innocent expression. “Of course, I do. Every March 14th is spent appreciating and consuming a vast variety of pies. I always throw a little pie party for the cool kids who appr

I howl like a dog. ME: LOL. I do not mind. 2 day is my bday. AXEL: 4real! ME: Yup. 23 candles!! AXEL: Awwww. ME: *blush emoji* AXEL: How about we meet tomorrow and celebrate your bday properly? We can make a day of it. A whole day with Axel. My insides tingle at the thought. ME: OK! AXEL: I’ll pick you up at 8 am.