How To Cheer My Girlfriend Up Novels & Stories

“About your mood,” I smiled, feeling those butterflies in my stomach again. He wouldn’t stop until he lifted my mood. “I honestly don’t know what you can do to make me feel better,” He replied. “I think I know,” I chuckled. “What can that be?” “By showing you something that you like,” “What do you think I like, Mr. Cooper? Teddy Bears?” He didn’t respond. I waited, fingers hovering over the screen as I slumped back into the chair—still waiting. And waiting. “Maybe he got busy,” I muttered, about to lock my screen and go through his schedule when my phone buzzed again.

he pinched my cheek in a flirtatious manner. "ouch! Stop it. I'm angry right now and there is nothing you can do to cheer me up" I clarified, making a straight face with my chin up as I folded my arms and looked away. "I know every way to make my kitten happy. Close your eyes Bae, I got you something you'd like" He smiled. "A necklace? Yes I know. And you got one too for your girlfriend yeah? How does that make me happy" I jealousy uttered. "Yes, I got one for you because you are my girlfriend. Don't be stupid" he said.

he said playfully and I shrugged. "I'll just find some other guys who are willing to kiss me" I backfired and he glared me. "It's been not even fifteen minutes you're my girlfriend and you're already talking about other guys" he exclaimed and I giggled. "You won't be able to stay away from my lips" I joked. "By punishing me, you're punishing yourself" I explained and watched as he groaned. "You're an awful girlfriend" he huffed but I could see amusement glimmering in his eyes. I faked hurt and put my hand on my heart.

"And maybe throw in a little charm. You know, remind her why she liked you in the first place—that's if she ever liked you and you're not just being a simp." I nodded, taking notes. "And what if she’s still mad?" "Then you bring out the big guns," Carlos said. "Chocolate, her favorite wine, maybe even a cute little note. Women love that stuff." "Or just admit you messed up," Caleb suggested. "Sincerity goes a long way. Plus, if you make her laugh, you’re halfway there." "Or maybe check if her birthday is coming up and do something special," I added. I chuckled, feeling more confident. "Okay, I think I can work with that. Thanks, guys."

I said, and he cleared his throat. “And who is this girl that almost got you into a cheerleading group,” he said teasingly. “I will tell you soon, just calm down, later,” I said. “Okay, I heard you,” he said, and I nodded at him. “So, have you thought of a way to cheer her up?” He asked, and I sighed heavily.

, I said laughing. "I thought I'd really lost you" "You would have if I didn't have to lie to some hot boys that I have boyfriend" "How's that lying if I can fill in that position perfectly" "You really mean that" "I wasn't laughing when I said it" "Let's do it" ******************************* I believe that sometimes grand gestures aren't really what strengthens a relationship so the littlest of things such as this could be a real go to when asking a girl to be your girlfriend. What are your thoughts?

Scott looked at the message from the unknown account and suddenly laughed. "Babe, you finally figured out how to get under my skin." He shook his phone lightly, stood up, and pulled me into his arms. "This is on me. For the last ninety-nine times, you never really got mad. So you've finally learned to be upset, huh?" "I'm not 'getting upset.'" I pushed him away. "I'm breaking up with you. For real." "Hahaha!" Scott wrapped his arm around me again. "Okay, okay. I know I messed up. They say fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me… but you put up with me ninety-nine times. Of course I should've gotten a clue.

She cooed with a playful grin. “Well, you did just try to cheer me up with all that inspired crap!”. I jested back. “Heyyy!”. She chuckled. “I meant that!”. “Well, in that case, how about I inspire you to show me where your old pack is so I can scare the wits out of your cheating, lying ex and crappy friend!”. I said as I shook my head in annoyance with what they did to her. She laughed as she put her arm around mine and leaned her head on my shoulder. “Name the day, because THAT I’d love to see!”. She replied and I chuckled in return.

“He’s a nice guy, he really is.” “Yeah by the number of times you guys were about to fight each other, you really were fond of him,” she quipped. I understand that she uses humor to deflate tense situations. It’s one of her coping mechanisms. Like her OCD, she likes to be in control. “Friends could have pissing matches, that’s totally fine,” I clarified. “You should talk to him, Austin.” “I know, I know, just maybe not now. I might just gloat,” I chuckled. Trying to uplift her mood. It worked.

“I don’t think I’ll be able to go through with seeing Nate with another woman. I know it’s silly, and I’ve seen him with plenty of other girls before, but with what happened between us… I don’t know if I’m ready for that.” I grabbed my roommate by her shoulders and shook her. “Yes, you can. And I’ll be right there with you. Don’t think about Nate. Think about us and how much fun we’ll have together. We’ll have the auction to keep us occupied as well as dancing our asses off.” I tried to cheer her up. When I saw it didn’t have the effect I wanted, I mentally sighed and pressed closer to Kat to whisper in her ear. “We can also try to score you a hot guy and make Nate jealous. Isn’t that what t