Is Today Girlfriend Day Mga Nobela at Kwento

I ask, cocking my head to the side. Isaac blinks and goes quiet for a few seconds - then he gasps. “Elena, do you know what tomorrow is?” Why do I suddenly feel like the only one left out of a joke? First Jess and now him. “It’s Thursday, innit? What about it?” I ask. He pinches the bridge of his nose and breathes out a long sigh. “For as long as I’ve known you, you and Sebastian have always celebrated it together. Come what bloody may. Now you’re telling me you’ve forgotten about Valentine’s Day?!”

Wore my black plain trousers with a white short that happens to be a bit too tight or maybe I just grew more muscles. Today is 14th February, lovers day and I promise myself to try my best to make it a memorable one for Sophia. Sophia has been my girlfriend since high school, she used to be the cheer captain in high school but stopped cheering in college to concentrate on her modeling and also on her history major in the university.

"You have a lot of fun stuff in here... are you going to stuff ALL your naughty little whore's fuckholes real good boss?" I put my hands on her shoulders and looked her in the eyes to emphasize a point. "Listen carefully, for our time together you are not anybody's whore, you are my treasured girlfriend-of-the-day and will be treated as such. So yes, you will get the full service all-around stuffing my girlfriend deserves. Here and other places. This is a date, remember?" I loved the way her smile brightened when I said that. Happy and Hot! What could be better?

I told her. "Well, maybe because I never get to celebrate the great day. Mom and I usually have a short prayer then that's all for the day" she explained to me. "Oh" I mouthed. "Then Elaborate celebrations are made for you. You really need it" I told her and she smiled. "Your birthday is in the next two months right?" He asked. She nodded. "16th! How do you know it?" "Why won't I know my girlfriend's day?"

That's why she goes upfront with me. Now, Isla is the second to do that. It must be a sign where I need to be open at least to someone willing to listen to me, not only about the good things I do but also about my imperfections. I looked away from her, focusing on the area where there are many bright lights as decorations. “Today is Chereen’s birthday.” “Chereen?” I heard Isla ask me. “Is she your girlfriend? I didn’t know you could fall in love.”

"Will you be my girlfriend?" The word was so absurd. So adolescent. Girlfriend. As if we were teenagers at a school dance, as if the last decade of trauma and loss and rivers and comas and bombs and betrayals had never happened. Like we were just two people standing in a kitchen at noon with the tea kettle cooling and the afternoon light coming through the window and the most ordinary word in the language hanging in the air between us.

"Friends?" Tristan repeated. "Actually, I was kinda hoping you'd date me. My therapist and I set a goal for this year, and getting a girlfriend is part of it." Charlie, "..." "Pfft! Haha!" Taylor laughed his heart out. He pointed to Tristan and said, "No, that's not happening. She is my girlfriend." Charlie, "???" "What?" Tristan reacted. He shook his head and took out his phone and stylus pen, seemingly crossing something out on his notes. "Bummer, you were on the top of my list."

He didn’t even have a girlfriend? A thought clicked and I cocked my head. “Do you have a girlfriend?” “Nahh.” He clasped his hands on the table and focused his eyes there. “It’s just… I met this girl at the gym last Saturday. We’ve been texting, and suddenly I can’t stop thinking about her.” I couldn’t help but smile. “I bet you’re thinking about her right now, and your heart’s on fire,” I teased. His eyes narrowed. “Don’t.”

“So…..” I took a deep breath, “Her name is Isabella and she is my girlfriend.” “What!” “What!” They both echoed the word at the same time. “But….but, you said she was just your date!” Hennessey countered. “Oh, she is much more than my date. She is my girlfriend.” I said I picked up my cup of coffee. “And when did this…..thing start?” Mum asked, her eyes filled with disgust. “Hmmm…..for a while now. I have wanted to introduce her to you but I didn't know how, I guess you had to find out the way everyone else did because Hennessy has you wrapped around her fingers.” I said with a bored expression on my face.

My days were passing as Harry’s girlfriend. From the day everyone started thinking I was Harry’s girlfriend, most of the guys who were trying me stopped their trails. They even stopped giving eye contact to me. The perks of being his girlfriend. And girls! Few girls literally started killing me with their angry looks.