Is My Boyfriend A Loser Novels & Stories

This time, I pointedly focused on just his face. “Then that means you must love dating losers. First, Mark back in highschool who was an asshole and now this wimp who left you and ran for his own life?” He drawled and I sighed as I ducked my head, because technically he was right in the sense that my boyfriend was never supposed to have left me alone last night, but I didn’t wanna admit that to him. “If he’s my boyfriend, it’s no concern of yours, Dax.” I breathed out in a firm voice.

He asked sultrily. After what happened last night, I realized that I had never really had a boyfriend before. I just had a few guys I would call whenever I needed to get fucked. But I guess it wasn't worth it if none of those losers never made me experience the big 'O'. I made a promise to myself that the next guy I allow between my legs would be someone I wanted a long-term relationship with. I was tired of losers and fuckboys. I wanted a MAN. But was this guy a MAN?

He hate that she's hurting and he's the cause of it. "No need, I want to get this over with" she said. The sooner this is over, the better for her. ********** On a bright Saturday morning, Casey decided to go shopping to get her minds off Zach and Ariana's relationship. It still hurts her that her boyfriend dumped her for a lower class girl. Everytime she go on the internet, she must come across a post or two about Zach and his new girlfriend. She misses Zach so much but she can't go back in time to change what already happened.

I responded with a smile, switching on my lovely boyfriend mode. My eyes caught his quick, yet subtle gaze at me, that didn't seem to believe a single word I just spoke. Yep, he didn't buy it at all. “About your game, the other day,” I said, trying to divert the entire conversation before it becomes too awkward for me again. “Yeah, what about it?” he asked nonchalantly. “Sorry about your loss, just so you know, everyone knows it was entirely James' fault, and it had nothing to do with you. So don't ever feel bad about it, you are still awesome.”

“God, tell me why I’m crazy over you?” “Because I’m a super cool girlfriend?” “No. You’re an annoyingly fickle girlfriend!” “And what are you?” “I’m the most passionate, hot, captivating, and handsome boyfriend.” “Oh. My. God! You’re full of hot air, Phoenix! I can’t believe you’re actually my boyfriend!” I tell him in an exaggerated way. He laughs at me instead. “Tell me what do you like about me, princess?”

It was a rather awkward position, but I couldn’t bring myself to look at anything around me. A sigh escaped Kain’s lips. It sounded like it relieved him to know I didn’t hate him. “Then you will not quit, right?” His question made me angry, but before I could shoot him a glare, he continued to say, “hopefully not, because I would be lonely without my boyfriend there every day.” My heart skipped a beat as he referred to me as his boyfriend. Though the joy was mixed with suffering. “But… I’m not… anymore,” I sobbed, shaking my head sadly.

"Well I say she is." "Get over yourself, Alison," he said. "No one likes a bitch." I had a flash of worry for him. Was he really that naive? Obviously, yes. Alison laughed. "Says who?" She said, arrogant smile condescending. "Guess I'm a loser too, then," Brad said, "because I don't." He turned away from her. "Ready to go, Syd?" I couldn't believe he just did that. Neither could Alison. "Brad!" She pulled at his arm. "You are not! No boyfriend of mine will ever be a loser. Ever!"

For the first time, I spoke gently, like a girl in love, and he responded in a tender tone I had never known from him before. If that was really nothing, then who had I been to him? My wrist ached where he held it so tightly, and suddenly I felt like crying. He claimed to be my boyfriend, and I allowed him to toy with me while keeping my feelings secret. When he said he wasn't, I had to pull back, behave as I should, and even help him with someone else's romance. Our relationship had always been dictated by him. I took a deep breath and lifted my chin, fighting back tears, and forced the lightest, most casual tone I could muster. "Jason, you're such a fool—you really got tricked. I haven't l

Stupid, Aiden! "Well, it's okay," he smiled. "I don't have a girlfriend, but I have a boyfriend." My eyes widened in surprise. "What? Really? Woah, congratulations, Reg!" He chuckled. "I know that no matter how long I wait for you, I still have no hope." "You chuckled, but why do you sound disappointed?" I sighed and just looked outside. "Is he nice to you? Is he caring? Are you good to him? Do you really love him? If not, break up with him. Don't use another person so you can move on."

“What if I tell you that we can start—” Coco cut him off, “I don’t believe in starting all over again. I don’t want to get involved with you anymore, Loke. I don’t feel anything for you. To be honest, I will only think that this is another bet you made with someone to make fun of me!” Loke looked hurt. “I won't hurt you again. I’ve always regretted what I did!” His words no longer mattered to Coco. “What about your so-called boyfriend? Do you think that he’s really into you? He looks handsome and rich. I don’t think that he’ll date someone like you. Maybe he’s playing around with you.”