Novel & Cerita Girlfriend Stares At Me

They felt my stare and looked in my direction; however, I quickly turned away from them and focused my gaze on the net, acting as if I wasn't just staring at them. "Come on, girl. This is your chance. Just cheer for him!" "Fine," the girl said, making me purse my lips together. "Go, sir Cupid!" she screamed very loudly. Cupid must have heard her because he turned to her direction and gave her a quick smile. The group of friends bursts into a fit of laughs and giggles while I stayed silent. I held in the urge to roll my eyes and just focused on the game, ignoring the burning feeling of jealousy in my heart.

“Are you going to pack, or are you going to keep staring?” “I wasn’t staring,” I started to retort then decided against it. Instead, I strode up to him, pushed up to my toes, and pressed a kiss on the upturned corner of his lips. “Okay, maybe I was staring. I can’t help that I happen to think my boyfriend is hot.” Grinning, his hands wound up my back and into my hair. “You’re not so bad yourself, kitten. Actually, I happen to think my girlfriend’s the most gorgeous girl on the planet, but if you keep staring at me, then I’ll have to stare right back.”

But, that’s not what made them stop and stare. As my grandfather always say, i have a glow that radiates outwards and captures the attention of the people i pass by. "Scared" a female voice asks from my right. I look at the owner of the voice and find a asian girl with red hair, hazel eyes and pouty lips is staring back at me with a smile at the said lips. "Ya, every one are staring" i answer her hesitantly. "Its ok, you are the new girl with killer looks and a sexy body. Ofcourse they will stare" she says with a wink.

"Stop staring!" I glared at Dion was sitting beside me. He has been staring at me ever since I arrived. If I had just known he would just stare at me the whole time and tease me, I shouldn't have agreed to go to his house early in the morning. "Why? Am I not allowed to stare at my girlfriend?"

It was worse when he grabbed the girl standing nearby and kissed her too, laughing when she squealed and threw her arms around his neck. I hated how much it bothered me. I hated that I wanted to drag him away and tell him to stop letting people touch him. Instead, I looked away, trying to focus on anything else,and that’s when I felt it. The stare. Someone was watching me. I turned my head slowly and scanned the crowd. My gaze landed on a tall guy in a black shirt, standing near the far end of the room. He wasn’t dancing, wasn’t drinking,just watching me. The moment our eyes met, he turned and walked away, slipping into the crowd.

said a girl, bored. She turned instantly to look at them. They were talking to each other but when they found her staring at them, they stopped. "What do you want? Freak," said a girl, but she was not paying attention, instead, their words were echoing in her head. "Who knows? He has got a lot of girlfriends." The girls were looking at her in disappointment and then they walked away. She looked ahead and found him staring at her angrily. She felt an instant chill through her spine.

I stared at the girl before me, and her nervous eyes behind those black rimmed glasses were also set on me. Tentatively, I tucked a strayed strand behind my ear and bit my lip. She mimicked. I blinked, so did she. "You done with your staredown match with yourself, Em?" A huff came from behind me. "For God's sake! You're doing this for the last five minutes! You're creeping me out now!" I glanced at my best friend through the mirror. With folded arms on her chest, sitting at the edge of my bed, she scowled at me.

I paused, waiting for him to jump in, to explain it away, But he just sat there for a long beat, eyes fixed on my half empty glass. Finally he looked up, meeting my gaze. “So what happens if she stares…?” he asked quietly, almost like he was testing the question out loud. Then he added, softer, “…will it change anything?” His hand found mine under the table again, fingers wrapping around it with more force this time, squeezing like he needed the contact as much as I did. I frowned, brows pulling together tight. The irritation I’d been trying to swallow bubbled right back up. “You enjoy the stares?” I asked .

And then the other rude guy who shouted at me the other day he was focusing on his phone "are you just gonna stand there staring at us?" Alex asked and I swallowed hard "Good.. Good afternoon" I greeted then all but nobody answered me "come close girlfriend" he said as all of their friends took their heads up "what?? Girlfriend??" they all asked surprisingly "come here baby" he said again ignoring his friends as I stood still without moving fear didn't allow me to move an inch , he stood up and started coming close to me as I shifted backwards, oh goodness, no this isn't good

But in this scenario, they are all looking at me. “Basically, everybody has their eyes on me. It is so surreal.” I've never seen it happen before. And the fact that it's happening right now is just drop dead. And Georgina sees it too. “Oh my god, everybody's staring at us!0 She says to me, and I use my shoulder to touch her a bit to acknowledge the fact that I know that everybody's telling us. “Tell me about it.” I say to her as we move together and I can see no one else other than Sophie, the stupid cheerleader and her team of humans or whatever I should call them.