Is My Boyfriend A Loser Novels & Stories

"Cee, I guarantee that the person I found for you is definitely a loser. There's no one in our school who's worse off than him! If you meet him on the streets, you definitely won't be able to imagine that he's a university student. You'll probably think that he's a construction worker or something." "I see. That's perfect!" Her cousin seemed quite happy. "This way, I'll be more confident of winning over Scott Harper." "Cee, I don't understand. If you want to win over Scott, why must you find a loser to pretend to be your boyfriend? Isn't Scott someone you can win over with your charms?" Carrie didn't understand her cousin's plans.

“Because I have an amazing boyfriend who’s going to pick me up in twenty minutes.” One corner of his mouth lifted. “Dump him. Be with me.” He said it as if it was the right thing to do. He made it sound like I was being stupid if I didn’t take the opportunity to go out with him. Seriously, I swear some guys were conceived by anal sex considering how many assholes were around, including the biggest ass right in front of me. I shook my head in disbelief and folded my arms. “Not interested. I prefer my boyfriend over anyone, especially someone like you.”

He was just there. "I fell in love with her boyfriend." The words hung in the air between us. Liam didn't say anything for a long time. Then he leaned back in the booth. Let out a breath. "Shit," he said. "Yeah." "Does he love you back?" "Yes." "Then it's not just you." "That doesn't make it better." "No." Liam shook his head. "It doesn't. But it means you're not the only one carrying this." I didn't know what to say to that.

He replied popping the “P” "And about the other part, as I said, I don’t have one, a girlfriend that is. Whoever claimed to be or introduced herself as is merely caught up in the Dylan awesomeness, but I do not have a girlfriend. It's my sole belief that relationships are for sick losers, you don’t look like one, a sore loser that is which is why you should be happy that yours is about to end. I expect a thank you for helping accelerate the process, the only thing I did was bring the future here. I'd take that thank you now." The fucking nerve!

"No, don't touch him. He might infect you with all his dumbness!" "Cassie, you're already crossing the line!" I warned you already getting mad. "For this one, I go beyond all possible limits; this shit guy with half a bowl doesn't deserve you!" "As if that boyfriend of yours deserves you too!" I accused her. "My boyfriend is way better than that loser boyfriend of yours!"

Maybe it was a common trait among handsome men—they thrived on praise. I decided to play along. “You could open a restaurant, you know?” “That means you like it?” he asked, leaning in slightly, clearly enjoying the banter. I smiled, taking another sip before replying, “After all, a handsome man made it. How could I say it’s bad?” ** Ezekiel chuckled, clearly enjoying the playful exchange between us. Despite myself, I was beginning to find our back-and-forth amusing. Even though he was my mom’s boyfriend, there was something disarming about him that made it hard to stay annoyed.

I finally whispered. My smug boyfriend just smirked. "I know, loser." Rolling my eyes, I decided to let go for one night and accept the loser title like a champ. So I just grinned at Colton, let out a small happy shriek before running full speed and jumping on the trampoline bed.

Zoey told her. “What? What kind of a boyfriend is he?” She squeaked. I’m starting to even doubt if he’s still my boyfriend. I don’t think I can place what we have as a relationship. “He’s probably bu…” I tried defending but I’m interrupted by Zoey’s angry voice. “Oh enough with the defense mechanism, can’t you see that he’s stupid? If I lay my eyes on that boy I’m gonna give him an earful” She said angrily. “What if we’re misundersta….”

“I am Steven Adams. And the very one you heard about, I wanted to find love, and someone who would love me for me not because I’m Steven Adams. But the truth is I wasn't okay with how it ended. I lost the woman I loved so much because I was acting up and turning myself into a loser, and in the end, I didn't find true love because we married under circumstances, we didn't marry because you wanted to marry me, If you weren't pregnant, you won't accept to marry a loser like me, you did because you didn't have a choice. So what was the gain of doing it in the first place? I’m trapped with a woman I don't love and a woman that doesn't love me. It was just a contract after all.

" Well I did have a boyfriend but he doesn't want anything to do with me anymore, he dumped dude, like he dumped me because of my past mistakes... I loved that guy, I really did, he was the only thing that kept me going, he was my start, my light and my better half, but then what can I say. It's done and that's just the way it is, I can't control his emotions." There was huge sigh on both of them, she was getting emotional too but she hid it. He felt sorry for her. " Ahh am so sorry love, stuff like that happens everyday of our lives, don't sweat, it's painful yes but don't let it drown you. You know what, you are too pretty to allow loser's to hurt you, you are beyond beautiful, you have a