Kamu Mau Nggak Jadi Pacar Aku Novels & Stories

"Just tell me if you want break up." "Do you want to break up?"

Kerem asked me about what I was thinking. "It is not that stuff which I can share Kerem. But yes! I want you to go through your F******k account. I am sure you will find your perfect one as our so many college friends or classmates or other than classmates were used to message you or I should say propose you." I said while trying to create a friendly environment in between us.

I feel like an asshole. “It’s just I don’t want to have a pup that I don’t want to have. You know?”

I would be an idiot to pass up on this chance. “Well, if you’re offering,” I say lightly, “Then we can become pleasure mates.” I can see his lips forming a smile, so I quickly add, “BUT there will be no romance involved. I’ve just broken up with my ex-boyfriend and trust me, my head can’t deal with drama right now.”

My anger couldn’t disperse, no matter how much time passed since our fight. The car’s interior lit up as my phone buzzed from the seat with a new message. Automatically, my stupid, naive heart hoped it was Adrian, apologetic and begging for forgiveness. A part of me that always had to be kind and gentle wanted to hear him apologizing and then give him an I-am-sorry-too-I-love-you sex. I picked up my mobile, forgetting how mad I was a second ago. With eyes sparkling with hope, I hastily read the message that was indeed from Adrian.