Gumball X Nicole Fanfiction Novels & Stories

That'll be the day I'll be free from the chains of being married to this guy! Damon's pov. Nicole likes bad things! She enjoys being touched by other men. I can't believe she let that strange guy touch my baby. This is exactly what she has been doing when I'm on a trip. He's so lucky I was patient enough to talk to him. I would have dealt with him so bad that he wouldn't be able to afford makeup. Like Nichole's the only pregnant lady there. He just had to help her alone! I sighed and opened the door for her. She jumped in and shut the door herself.

Life's a bitch. Nonetheless, I left with Vivian, and when I saw Nicole I ignored her since I was too angry with her. I wanted her to be jealous, hence I held the waist of Vivian so tight when I was dancing to the slow sensual music. I caught sight of Nicole crying, and then she ran out of the hall. Vivian urged me to go after her cause I had whispered to Vivian who Nicole was to me and had told Vivian I needed her help in helping me make Nicole jealous. Guessed it work then, cause I was able to kiss her, yet again. My Nicole, my precious little monster.

And whatever this was—this obsession, this control—wasn’t it. "Nicole…" His voice cracked. "Why do you keep denying my feelings for you?" "Tell me where you are. Let me come to you, please." "I, Nicole, rejected you, Jackson, as my mate." I said evenly, standing up. "Let’s just leave it at this." “…Nicole, wait—” I hung up.

“Does it bother you?” Her gaze dropped to my lips for a second before meeting mine again. “Not really. I like getting what I want. And right now, I want Sarah gone and the rumors to die.” My lips curved in a smile. “Careful, baby. Keep thinking like that and you might end up exactly like me.” Nicole laughed. “God forbid,” she said in a tone that didn’t suggest she really meant it.

Nicole said. From afar, Terrence notices a guy in the opposite table of theirs. "Nicole, can you do me a favor, can you get that guy's number for me?" Nicole looks on the guy Terence is pointing at and said "Not my thing Terrence." Terrence still insists to Nicole and pushes her away. So, Nicole does the thing as she things there will be no precautions of it. As she approaches the guy's table. She immediately taps the guy's shoulder and said "Hey would you mind if you light up my cigarette?" The guy responded "yeah, yeah sure here."

My ears would literally start to bleed out if I stay here for more than an hour. “Well, your mom is not here, no one is going to tell her you got wasted except you rat yourself out. And tell me, how are you going to get Rowan’s attention if you keep pulling that dress down and acting insecure? You need to loosen up, baby." Nicole said as she grabbed my shoulders and shook me a bit, grinning widely before turning to the bartender to order some drinks. We all kept staring at Nicole like she had been possessed. I had never seen this side of her. Nicole and Yuri were more of a party people than Amy and I.

Listen to hide away by Daya. I turned to check if there was somebody behind me. Nobody. I furrowed my eyebrows and smiled, clearly confused. When did I turn Emmet's girlfriend? Heat crawled up my cheeks and it felt like the ground should open up and swallow me. "What's your name beautiful?" Her eyes sparkled, Emmet was totally her replica. "Ni-Nicole." I gave her a shaky smile and she collected Oliver from me. "What a beautiful name for a beautiful lady." She sat on the couch and adjusted her Chanel blue gown. "You know everything about your name?"

As Charlie entered the house, Nicole was sitting in the living room, cross-legged, playing a video game. Charlie walked over and gently knocked her on the head, "Put your legs down." "Big brother, you're back!" Nicole pulled off her headphones, jumping up in surprise. The next moment, she seemed to recall something and pulled Charlie aside, whispering, "Mom’s been looking everywhere for the girl in the green skirt. She’s acting like the queen with a crystal slipper, running around looking for the prince’s Cinderella. She’s completely obsessed."

Mom is hospitalized for 20 days with a serious illness. My girlfriend, Nicole Davis, works as a doctor at the same hospital. Still, she doesn't visit Mom at all. On the first day, Nicole takes time off to help her childhood friend, Kevin Shaw, move. On the second, Kevin starts interning at the hospital, so Nicole spends the entire day showing him the ropes and taking care of every little thing for him. The third day passes, then the fourth. Mom's room is on the 13th floor, while Nicole works on the 17th. They're only four floors apart, which means a ten-second elevator ride or a two-minute walk down the stairs. Still, 20 days pass without Nicole ever making it down those four floors.

As Nicole Thatcher gave her speech at the kidney disease charity gala, I was backstage on my knees, sorting cables. She stood at the podium and said, "As a former kidney disease patient, I'm grateful every single day to the donor who gave me half their life." When she stepped offstage, she looked down and saw me. Without a second of hesitation, she unscrewed a water bottle and poured it over my head. "You treated me like dead weight and divorced me. Now you're here, volunteering like you actually care?" I wiped my face and looked up at her with a quiet laugh. "Perfect timing. You're all better now, so how about we get remarried?" Her hand stiffened around the empty bottle, then shook.