Fake Relationships Quotes Novels & Stories

When I looked over again, she was staring at me with the strangest expression. Before I could ask, she said, “You really need to stop throwing around that word so casually.” “Saying what?” “Girlfriend… This stuff is fake, remember?” I smirked. “Why?” “Because it’s weird.” “You proposed this and I have to meet the expectations… wouldn’t want to be caught unaware.” I mused. “I proposed fake dating.” She corrected that frown on her face. “I did NOT propose you calling me your girlfriend every five seconds like you’ve been waiting your entire life to use the word.”

he said with a twisted smile. "Who even cares? Timothy wants to divorce you because you're a fake heiress, and Nancy left me for Timothy because I'm an imposter too, right? "Even our parents, who raised us for over 20 years, want us out of their lives. Isn't that right? "Adeline, we’re both pitiful creatures abandoned by the world. "We don't deserve to live in this world. We both deserve to die." My survival instincts kicked in as I sobbed uncontrollably. I kept pleading with my broken voice, "No, that's not true. We can still live good lives."

He smiled and pinched the bridge of my nose, “You didn't even allow me to finish, I haven't finished what I'm saying” “You mean you still have more?” He smiled and shook his head “When I mean I wanted us to date I was talking about fake dating” “Fake dating?” “Hmmm, it's going to help you take your mind off Liam and forget him completely” I scrunch my face cause I've not heard of something like that before, but it's not like I know a lot about relationships either, so yeah

I explained, and this time his big brown eyes come to meet mine, offering me a small nod. “Yeah, I guess I get that.” He smiled. “So what else did I do seeing as you seem to have turned me into some serious romantic love-sick fool?” And there we lay for I don’t know how long discussing all the things we could explain with regards to out past together if anybody were to ask us. Some we were able to intermingle the truth of our friendship, others were well and truly imaginary, which we had fun creating. There had been so much laughter, and smiles as we lay side by side chatting about everything under the sun, building this oddly fake relationship we needed to make everyone else believe. Yet, b

“That’s…” He shook his head slowly. “I wish I’d seen that.” I laughed softly. “It wasn’t nearly as dramatic as you’re imagining.” “I doubt that.” I continued anyway. “I walked them through everything.” “The fake infertility report.” “The domestic violence allegation.” “The financial fraud.” “The manipulation.” “The conspiracy.” I swallowed. “And then I ended by telling them…” I looked directly at him. “‘The truth does not become a lie simply because someone famous tells it.’” The room became very quiet.

That something real could come out of something so obviously fake? I let out a short laugh, shaking my head. “Get a grip, Valerie.” I pulled my phone out again, opening the pictures, staring at them longer this time, really looking, really seeing the way everything was framed so perfectly, so intentionally. Scrolling down to comments only to find hundreds and thousands of people tha really believed the cosplay just like i did. “Perfect couple.” “They look so in love.” “Goals.” “Real love still exists.” I scoffed, locking my phone again. “Fuck social media.”

“It’s not real. He only said it to—” “Not real?” She cut me off, eyes wide. “He announced it in front of the entire party, which was meant for his older brother. Your first crush, June. First you’re sucking his dick and swearing it was photoshopped, now it’s fake dating? I might not be the best at school stuff, but I’m not stupid.” Before I could answer, the classroom door swung open again. Bianca Pierce walked in like she owned the place. The entire room went quiet as every head turned toward her.

He stopped after sometime, with tears in his eyes and face all red from laughing at a long stretch. "Are you done with your daily dose of laughter Mr.Karwitz?" He nodded, his muscles still rumbling from left over laughter. "It's Fake." "What?" "It's Fake dating.Please hear me out." The one thing I had ever learnt about a fair business deal is that, if one is looking forward to a partnership they must always come clear to the other party about what they had in mind. Keeping secrets always blows off the plan in the long run.

She asked again. “But—But I don’t know you.” “Duh…I know that.” She shifted her weight. “It’s not going to be real. It’ll be a fake relationship. I just need someone to play the part for a while. My ex won’t leave me alone unless there’s someone else in the picture.” Your ex who is already handled. Your father who has never listened to anything that inconvenienced him. But go on. “That’s—” I scratched the back of my neck. “I’m not good at fake.”

"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?"