My Boyfriend Called Me A Stranger On Livestream Novels & Stories

Erwin Wilson glanced at the live stream screen. Noah Stephen didn't expect someone to bump into him. For a moment, Noah did not have time to react, the live stream camera shot directly into Erwin Wilson's face. He was startled and pulled the lens back, but it was too late. On the chat channel, a series of comments jumped up. “Wow, who was that handsome guy just now?” "Noah's friend?" “Apparently not Noah's friend. Just now, Noah told him to go for a walk alone. It must have been an unfortunate stranger in the camera."

I took a shower and prepared some noodles for myself, then laid on my bed with the thought of calling Veronica. "Hello dear." She picked the call. I could hear background music and I wondered where she was. My paranoia began to set in. "Where are you?" I asked her. "With a friend." She replied. "What friend?" "My friend of course." "Oh!" I replied. My heart was racing as I thought of her at the middle of several guys; swerving; twerking, and rocking. That friend of hers might be a male. Oh, God! "Daniel?" I was brought back to reality by her voice. I had earlier forgotten about the call. I decided to change the topic by talking about my new apartment. She sounded genuinely happy for me and s

On which he nodded happily and get ready to sleep in my bedroom without making a noise or doing something fishy again. But I am feeling sad for him because I knew very well from day one that his girlfriend did not love him. She was only using him for money. But my poor friend believed that she loved him too just like he loved her wholeheartedly. I will surely talk about this topic to him when he come back in his senses again. I took baby steps from my bedroom and turned off the light of my room so as to not disturb Chris in his sleep. But right now, I better look after Mr. Stranger, who was seen nowhere after that water incident.

Now he must think that I'm strange. I lowered my gaze when I noticed the expression on his face and said, “Me and my boyfriend broke up, I just wanted to take someone home and pretend like the break-up didn't hurt,” I bit my lips so I wouldn't cry. “I'm sorry, I understand what you are saying but I can't do that, I don't know you, you might be a serial killer or something,” The stranger said and he did have a point.

His text popped back in and it just seemed safer, more appealing. But to trust a stranger? I was naive but not this naive. "I am sorry. This might sound stupid to say but I have a boyfriend and cannot go as far as living with another man" I replied and waited for his response but none was forthcoming. I was about to drop the phone when his message finally dropped. A one word message. "Okay." Okay? The word 'okay' had never sounded this eerie before. What was okay supposed to mean? Whatever okay meant, this didn't feel too good. It didn't. At all.

Her words struck me like lightning. Fiancée? Wedding? Tomorrow? Are these people kidding or what? “What the hell is going on? Why is everyone referring to me as your fiancée when I don’t even know you? Did I miss something? When did I agree to marry a stranger like you? I don’t even know your last name!!” I yelled in frustration, completely unbothered about the livestream. Granny quickly ended the livestream when she realized I was revealing too much. She placed her phone on the bed and cheerfully clapped her hands.

"Call me when you are done." "I will. Love you." I blow kisses and end the call. I stand, setting up my phone camera for a live video. I have no script in mind. Nothing to say;; I just want to go with the flow. I rub my palms together, counting to three to start the live stream. 1, 2... The door slips open, and Ryan steps in with an attendant carrying a tray and another a few boxes. "What are you doing, sweet?" I walk towards him and hug him. "Called Monique,, and as we discussed, the idea came—a counter video. But I have no script." I laugh and turn to the men lifting the boxes to the room. "What did you get?"

I said with irritation lacing every word, i didn't know who he was. “Aren't personal space ought to be invaded” He said still inching closer. “My boyfriend will be back any minute from now and i wouldn't want him bursting the nose of a stranger that's to touchy” I lied through my teeth hoping he had get the memo and leave me alone “Oh darling i'd be watching you for an hour now and i didn't see anyone claim your personal space” He said grinning at me like he won a lottery. Are men in the club always like this? I just came here to clear my head and not hook up with a random stranger.

“If you wanted a house to live in, you could have just told me! I would have arranged a place for you! That old man Samuel would have done the same thing had you asked him! Why would you even trust a stranger, that guy of all people!” “He's not a stranger, he's my boyfriend now! Stop badmouthing him! Besides, have I ever shamed you when you always pair up with the worst guys out there? You heard none from me so why can't you be the same for me?!" Shit! I instantly covered my mouth as soon I realized what I just uttered. Shit! That was foul! Why did I have to say that to her?! Panicking inside as she grew silent for a few minutes, my hands instinctively reached to hers, now balled to a tight

He asked. "Um,". She got interrupted. " Hey". Ryan said as he moved to her at the bar and placed a kiss on her cheek."How are you doing babe?". he asked smiling lovingly at her, Justin stared at him confusedly including Mia who became nervous. "Hey, you must be Mia's friend?". he asked staring at Justin. " um, yeah, am Justin". he replied. "OK, I have heard some much about you". he said. " Um, Justin, this is Ryan, my boyfriend". Mia said.