Is My Boyfriend A Loser Novels & Stories

Samantha's POV Walking back inside the room, I smirked at Thomas, knowing that I had him right where I wanted him. There was no way that he was going to be running back to Delia. Oh no! "I think you should know the truth. I don't really love you, I don't even like your sorry arse. Thomas, you really are just a loser. I cannot stand to look at you. You deserved all that you got. I just could not leave here without telling you the truth."

This was a disaster. He had a girlfriend. A girlfriend whose father had connections to his father, which meant their relationship wasn't just personal, it was political. A girlfriend who had already slapped me once and broken my father's necklace and was now apparently best friends with Mia.And somewhere in all of that, I had let him kiss me in a bathroom. Twice, if you counted today.Three times if you counted the first kiss I hadn't been awake for. I pulled the pillow off my face and looked at the ceiling again.I thought about Mom.

“I don’t know what’s happening to me. I used to be a lady’s magnet. Girls used to love me! Then you turned me down and now every girl keeps turning my advance down. I kinda feel like I’ve lost my manhood.” Anger coil up in me at his word and I sit up. “Are you saying your inability to get laid as you use to is my fault?” He shakes his head and lazily pulls himself up to sit straight and he turns to me. “No, but if you say yes now, I won’t feel like a total loser.” He straightforwardly replies, drawing closer to me. “What’s even so special about me?!” That most British guys see ‘cause honestly I don’t see it.

I dodged a bullet, right? Dropping down on my bed, I lay on my back and stare up at the ceiling feeling like a complete loser. I shouldn't let the situation get to me, but I'm sensitive and how can I not take it personally? If he'd been attracted to me, I bet he would've gone through with it. I've been spurned by a man who is a complete stranger. So pathetic. What's wrong with me? Why haven't I ever had a boyfriend? The doubts are creeping in full-force and suddenly I'm having a pity party for myself.

"Well what are you waiting for? Go say hi!" "Uh..." I trailed off needing a moment. None of the guys I have met before today have been anywhere close to as good looking as he was. Some weren't ugly by any means but if the side view of this guy was good enough to be a model I can't imagine seeing his full face is like. You can do this Aubrey. Its just a business transaction. You are paying him to be your fake boyfriend, that is all. Be professional and go say hi. I nodded to my inner voice, probably looking like a lunatic to anyone watching me.

" said Mason, still in the corner with his family. "What does she see in that loser Derek anyway?" Dave asked, annoyed. "Yeah, my son is so much better than that piece of loser trash. How does he end up with a beautiful lady like her?" asked Lois, Mason's mother. "Someone here has forgotten about him winning the lottery." Juri reminded Mason. "So what? I'm worth more than that trash. He's trash, even with his lottery winnings." Mason retorted. "That's it! When I get the chance tonight, I'm chasing Lizzy." declared Mason.

For him, telling me something has become his routine. We support each other, and I also don't mind sharing my daily life with the smiling, bespectacled man every time we exchange news. Not to mention that our dates always go amazingly well. "Something you don't like about my boyfriend is that you lost to him." I gave her a sharp look. "Don't ever attribute anything bad to her when you've made so many mistakes yourself." If I had to compare, the mistakes made by the man who had become my lover were only needle-thin, while the man who was still standing in front of me did all sorts of things that made me very uncomfortable and felt that I was nothing, tens of thousands of needles higher.

I saw some white men playing golf and I waved at them. " Impressive," I said as Doris and I walked home together. " Mrs Johnson must be quite an incredible wealthy woman. Where's this boat cruiser and private jet of hers anyway?" Doris ticked something on her clipboard. " Today is your second day in your contract and yet, you're already asking about her Private jet and boat cruiser. Are you her husband?" " I'm her boyfriend," I said, laughing. " I'm entitled to everything she has except cash, remember?"

I asked, my anger bubbling up. “You know I don’t think you’re a loser. I was an idiot back then, thinking a person’s worth was based on money, cars, and what shows they liked. And I didn’t tell you he reciprocated your feelings because he’s single and I wanted you. Only an idiot would give up a girl he wants for his friend.” He explained, making me stifle a smile. Damn it, Cole Harrington was making me blush. “Yeah, but I could’ve gone about that the normal way, right? Dated a guy, fallen in love with him, and then married him.” I said, watching the smile fall from his face.

I say and she says gasps again. "You are a downright liar. All of your friends are dating and you expect me to believe that you're not in the least bit envious of that?" She asks and I shake my head. "It's either you're lying to me or you're dead inside because I would never live like that. I need my man." She says and I sigh. I get this reaction every time I tell someone I don't have a boyfriend or don't desire to have one. It's like I'm damaged and need to be fixed. "You don't have a man, Presley," Sadie says and she waves her comment away.