Romans & histoires Fake Relationships Quotes

“You know that this is a fake relationship right? You guessed it before.” “And so what?.” Aileen scoffed. “Only a fool wouldn’t know that you and uncle are in love. And apparently you both might be fools because it’s very obvious that whatever you two are doing is not a fake relationship anymore. It’s a real one.” Isabella giggled a little bit. “You talk as if you are inside our relationship.” “I don’t need to be in there. Just so you know, when a gossip blog covers your story, it just has to be true. Since they’ve already been speaking stupid stuffs about you and uncle then just confirm the relationship already.”

Better yet, I wouldn't think I'd sleep with him, knowing all our interactions and flirting in public are fake. But now the lines smear beyond recognition, unable to be redrawn. I don't even know what's fake or real anymore. Except the way he smiled, laughed and allowed me to open up to him today in the barn... That was real and nearly lifted my heart from my ribcage. I'd never seen him so free. A rare glimpse into such a complicated man. The living room seems so small. I bite my lip as I take another step and avoid his intense gaze, looking down at the ground. Until you're on your knees crawling on the edge of an orgasm.

“You’re terrified to admit this is real. That we’re real.” “Real?” I let out a sharp, humorless laugh. “Julian, we are a PR nightmare. The entire internet thinks we’re either madly in love or at each other’s throats. And you—you went and gave them that quote.” His expression didn’t change. “You mean the truth?” I scoffed. “You can’t just go around admitting things like that! You’re supposed to deny it. To—” “To what?” he interrupted. “Lie?” “Yes!”

Why did that feel… significant? "This isn’t dating. It’s business. Remember the contract?" "Ah yes, the sacred Fake Relationship Contract. Page 7, subsection B: “Thou shalt not catch feelings.”" Her throat went dry. He’d turned it into a joke, but the words hit harder than she wanted them to.

Do people not even have lives? We grabbed shots first, tequila, because why not start with regret. Clinked glasses. “To fake engagements and real revenge,” I yelled over the beat. “To fucking like we're a real thing ,” he yelled back. We threw them back. Burned all the way down. Laughed like morons. Second round. Third, then dancing.

Then Tara’s eyes strayed, straight to me. “Maya,” she chirps suddenly, a mischievous glint shining through her eyes. “You are new. Unknown in Chicago. Perfect!” I frown. “Perfect for what?” “I have an idea,” she breathes as her red lips curve. “Why don’t we run a fake dating campaign?”

“I didn't know you were the one. He never mentioned your name.” “Well I didn't know it would be you too, he didn't mention your name. I didn't even ask for it because all I wanted was a fake date.” “Oh, you should be ashamed of yourself. Everything about you is always fake. Fake love and relationships, what are you? A joke?” I asked, annoyed. “You don't understand. I'm testing myself.” I laughed with sarcasm. “Move out of my way.” “No.” My mouth fell open and I tilted my head. The absolute nerve. “No?”

"Lily is going to be good too. I need to be better than good." "What does better than good look like?" Sofia asked. "Real," Ava said. "It looks real." Sofia nodded slowly. "Then be real." "I'm trying to figure out how to be real in front of four hundred people without it feeling like a performance of being real." "That's the whole thing, isn't it," Sofia said. "The moment you perform authenticity it stops being authentic." "Extremely unhelpful," Ava said. "Thank you." "I'm just identifying the problem. You'll solve it. You always solve things."

The system chimed, cheerful and cruel as ever. [Main Mission Activated: Become the CEO’s Shield.] [Task: Accept Fake Relationship Proposal.] [Reward: +15 Affection Points. Failure: Host Termination.] Termination. Again. My lips twitched into something that might have been a smile. “Fake boyfriend. Sure, I can do fake. I’m amazing at fake. My whole life is basically fake.” Dream tilted his head slightly, his tone flat. “So you accept.” “Do I even have a choice?”

Jane said slowly, “but even if he’s doing it to spite you, if this keeps up… he might end up falling for her for real. That’s how these things work. Fake relationships can turn real. Feelings get involved.” Jessica rolled her eyes and picked up her phone, ignoring her friend. She hated when people said things she didn’t want to hear, especially when there was even a sliver of truth to it. She could feel Jane’s words poking at her built confidence, and she didn’t like that. “You do have a plan, right?” Jane asked, her voice lowering into something more serious. Jessica suddenly paused. She shifted uncomfortably on the bed, the phone slipping slightly in her hand. Her eyes flickered up toward