My Friend Has A Girlfriend And He Hates That Novels & Stories

I answered firmly to make her know it was definitely far from what she had been thinking. "Ohhh alright....if you say so,I mean you may take him as a friend though,but that if he really likes you?" She replied looking at me equally serious. "No reena ..... it's definitely far from that I already told you we are just friends, plus he knows I'm Xander's girlfriend so it's highly impossible" I answered again firmly. "Okay fine" she said finally as she raised her hands up signifying that she was surrending to what she had been saying earlier on.

She questioned. "That I'm with my girlfriend" I said without looking at her. She placed a hand on mine to halt my typing fingers. I raised my lashes at her "No you won't tell her that" She says commandingly, my forehead creased in a frown. "Isn't she your girlfriend also? I mean one of the real ones. Is she not gonna feel neglected?" I chuckled without meaning to. Her glare deepened "What's funny?" "Are you feeling bad for her? I told you before, she's just a friend, a girl I wanna roll in sheets with, nothing else. Now I won't be able to bang her tonight, thanks to you"

Gianna's heart had begun to somersault. Seth swallowed, "I love you. Not...not as a friend this time around but more." Gianna's eyes widened. "So, Gianna, would you...be my girlfriend?" She breathed heavily as if on an asthma attack. "Seth, I..." True, she had anticipated it however, she hadn't foreseen her reaction. "Uh...yeah. Why not?" "For real?" He was fascinated. Gianna nodded, a blush in queue. "Well, to tell the truth, I...I have a thing for you too." She held back the awkward 'I've had' that almost slipped out like snail slime. "So...yeah."

I clarify, making his eyebrows shot up in surprise, "I like your chattering. I just don't like it when you go off about something completely inappropriate, usually ass." "I can't help I like ass so much," he immediately defends himself, "You talk a lot about ass too. About shoving things up my ass, more specifically. I won't ever let you do that, by the way. I had a friend... I won't tell you who he is because you'll meet him at the wedding and I want to keep his privacy, but he said he let his girlfriend touch his ass. And he liked it a lot. Now they're getting married, so..."

I sighed, shaking my head as I looked down. Should I tell him everything? He might be able to somehow help or offer some advice about what I should do. “The girl who hates me?” He joked. Maybe he really can read minds… But if that’s true, then he might not be able to read everything, I guess… That’s why he doesn’t know how much I wanted to just send my brother on this date with him… “Exactly. She hates you.” I nodded. “Oh…” He pressed his lips together, nodding his head. “So, you’re upset that your friends hate me?” He asked.

My mind drifted back to earlier… the moment I made a big decision… --- “I love you. No matter who or what you become, I will still love you. Ever since the first day I saw you, my heart has always been beating for you. I'm so greedy that I get jealous if I spot you with any guy. I just want you to be mine alone. Will you be my girlfriend?” “I…” I hesitated. While he spoke, every instinct in me screamed no—but now, I couldn’t bring myself to say it. How do I tell him I see him as just a friend?

I tried taking a deep breath, but it only came out as a hiccup. Damn it! My mate didn’t believe me. And no matter how much I tried to tell myself, that I couldn’t blame him, I did! He was supposed to believe me! He was supposed to be the one person - the one who would love me! Instead, I had a mate who not only hated my guts, he did everything in his power to avoid me. He thought I wanted to hurt our bond. And as a cherry on top, he’d had a girlfriend. Someone, he---

He wouldn't let me be. "If you insist, it is Aiden." I confessed. "Wait a minute, you mean your friend? What happened between you too?" He was surprised. "I fell in love with him. I told about it and since then he did not want to see me again. He even denied me his friendship." "What were his reasons? If I may ask." "He has a girlfriend. He claimed she is his mate and he loves her so much. This breaks my heart." "I understand. It is so hurting to love someone who doesn't love one back in return, but nevertheless, you need to move on."

“What, you told me yourself that when the two of you get together, it’s all—” Avon threw a French fry at him. “Do you want to hear this fucking story, or are you going to keep sitting there making jokes about my girlfriend?” He sighed. “Forget I said that; she’s not my girlfriend. She was never my girlfriend.” Lucas grabbed a handful of French fries. “Did you . . . want her to be your girlfriend?” Avon gulped the third beer. “I don’t know. Maybe. It doesn’t matter, though. She hates me now.”

“I don’t know why you are angry but you can make it rash for both of us by telling me what’s wrong instead of getting angry and choosing to walk away, don’t you think?” I scoffed in disbelief. He was driving me insane. Or maybe I’m the one driving myself insane and reading too much meaning hence the reason I’m angry about everything. I hated that he’s suddenly friends with Adriana after coming to my aid and I hated that the only person I could call a friend was no longer speaking to me and suddenly he wants to and that’s why I’m pissed because I know he’d not speak to me the next day. “Your girlfriend wouldn’t like this, I hope you know?”