How To Cheer My Girlfriend Up Novels & Stories

"What confession, you idiot? She's just saying to hint, HINT, your feelings." "And how do I do that?" Jake wasn't that sure about this idea. Ryder had already ghosted him. What if he ruined any chance he had by showing her a tiny part of his heart? No, no, no. "You're already giving her a painting. That's a good start. You can try recommending some love songs to her later... Watch some romantic movies or anime together. Even if she has no feelings for you now, if you keep relating yourself to romantic things, she will eventually think about you when romance is brought up."

“Well, if you’re so worried about it, you could always pay me back in a way I like.. I promise you're gonna love it.” “You’re a fucking asshole!” Her cheeks turn pink, and the glare she shoots me is priceless. “And you’re adorable when you’re mad,” I tease. “Now come on, it’s showtime.” As we walk, I notice she’s breathing all weird, like she’s trying not to freak out. “Listen,” I lean closer. “Chin up. You look fucking stunning right now. Own it.” She exhales sharply and nods. “See? You totally look like my girlfriend.”

She frowned. "I can't help it." I chuckled "Please Cheyenne I have to ask you something," I mumbled but it came out in a stutter. "Look who is stuttering now, are you shy now?" She smiled. "No, I'm not. Will you be my girlfriend?" I asked looking into her eyes. She smiled" I'll think about it." Mumbled with a straight face. "What?" Think about it, fine then." I muttered. She burst into laughter "Did you see the look on your face, I was just kidding, I'll be your girlfriend." She smiled.

He asks, looking at me with questions in his eyes. “Because I know no other way. I have always seen you as this positive and charming ball of energy. But I don’t know why you get serious when it is time to cheer yourself up. But don’t worry, I am here. I will be your cheerleader. Always.” I say give a light peck on his cheek.

Felix was already brushing it off, convincing himself that he was just paranoid. And Liam? He's such a selfish and wicked friend, so wrapped up in his own world, that he couldn’t see what was right in front of him. Or maybe he just didn’t care. Either way, it was infuriating. Felix sighed again and leaned forward. “Still, you’re good with girls, Liam. What can I do to win her back, to cheer her up?” Liam nodded, his smirk softening slightly. “First give her space for a few days, then you show up at her place with flowers? Whatever you know she likes. Just take it one step at a time and in no time, she’ll come running to you.”

"He'll feel downright horrendous, you know how he is. You don't talk to him and make him come to you. He'll need to attempt to make things right. You act shy, however ensure he sees a lot of you. Try not to be a tease, at the same time, you know, towels, short shorts, boob slips and perhaps another cramp. Attract him and get comfortable and in a little while he'll be the one to... " "You're terrible, very bad...and mischievous." She really loved the contingency plan "I love it, and I love you, as well."

“I probably should go find her and apologize.” “Ehhh, you probably should wait and give her some space so that she can collect herself. Use the time to think about how you’re gonna make it up to her.” “I’ll probably get her some more flowers or something.” “Stop with the fucking flowers already. Damn, it’s been twice in one week already. It seems like flowers are your go-to apology, and that might be sweet and cute at first, but you're going to have to change things up, or she won’t take your apology seriously. Not saying that she wouldn’t appreciate the gesture, but you might get further with her by buying her a case of beer and some food.”

She spoke out bitterly as her lips trembled. I understood how bad she was feeling right now, but I didn’t have any idea on how to completely cheer her up than to give her encouraging words that may or may not soothe her. I moved closer to her, and she leaned her head on my chest as I patted her back slowly. “It’s fine. I’m sure better offers are on their way.” I uttered softly, to her.

It had been so long since I’d heard myself laugh. “I’m sorry to hear that.” I lied, “Maybe if you sent me a video of it I’d feel bad and change my mind?” Coop snapped his fingers, “That’s a great idea. Good, old fashioned guilt tripping. I like it, pretty girl. Don’t make fun of my crying face, though.” “I wouldn’t dream of it.”

I should be angry and throwing a tantrum, but I am surprised and still come and not angry, just a bit disappointed, though. 'Am sorry I didn't tell. I knew you would disagree. You are so proud, but I want you to be okay. Somewhere I can see you every day and know you are really fine. Steph, you know that I care about you so much that you are always on my mind. Life without you is becoming hard for me. I wish you could just give me a chance to be there for you. To love and cherish you. Please say yes to me. Be my girlfriend.'