Novel & Cerita Short Romantic

her voice comes out weak and helpless, sounds like she finally given up, she stood up lean on the wall, holds her hands "What's that, you're not going to put on that face if you trying to bribe me" Sala brutal, she frowns. glaring at him, folds her hands, eyes look as deadly as a hunter, who is on a hunt, ready to shoot a creature that appear. "ok, you won, why would I miss such a great party" he tact meekly grinning. holds her hand, with the smile she felt the warm weather, her heart melt to his tender touch. She smiles, he stood to face her. " anything for you, my love” with a romantic voice, she felt her heart beat, like she ran a race, he glanced his wrist watch, he caresses her hair,

“Red and white symbolizes our everlasting love and yellow for welcoming you” “How come you are so thoughtful and romantic?” “Huhhh (heavy sigh), how can you say I am romantic when I can’t seduce my girl yet” saying that he decreased the distance between them, he slowly stroked her flushed cheeks. He pinched her rosy cheeks, he pulled her and claimed her lips its started slow by stroking her lips with his tongue and pecking but when she started to return the kiss it turned into a deep French kiss.

And besides, I have a boyfriend that loves me. I can't lose my boyfriend because he makes me happy and he always makes me special. I don't love him but I'm happy in his arms I always feel safe when I'm with him. "Love let's eat outside," he said while wiping his wet hair. "A date?" I asked "Yeah," He said shyly "Come on Ralph don't be shy to say that you want to date me" "I'm not shy it's just I don't know how to say it" "Come on we saw each other body. And don't know how to say it HAHAHA, you so funny" I said while wiping my tears from laughing.

He rubbed his shin, where I just kicked him while gaping at his idiocy. “Seriously! How can you even say that? Erotica basically means fucking anyone within a 10 meters radius! Romance means it has a storyline and the characters are faithful!” I explained to him, flailing my hands around me. “O-kay... I’ll pretend I understood that.” Dodging another kick, he rose from his chair and began putting his books back inside his bag. “I need to head back now. Mom had a night-and-day shift, so I have to cook dinner. See you on Monday!”

Silly and melancholy, at least on my part. We’re laying on the floor and admiring the ceiling patterns and the softness of the rug under us. Mallory has an arm draped dramatically over her eyes. “It’s a tiny bit romantic, don’t you think?” she finally asks. “He’s been pining for you for a decade.” My mouth pops open. “Romantic? Mallory. Hello? Has Damian broken your brain? It’s not romantic to tell someone you’d rather not have feelings for them.” “I still think it’s romantic,” she says.

“You should start driving your own car from now on, you are really irritating.” “Yay, dearest Romeo,” he says mischievously, with sparking eyes. My cousin is really irritating and childish! I stop responding to him and turn the music volume really high until I don’t hear his voice. Mmh, can I be her Romeo? That body of hers would be divine. Scratch that, that’s a tragic story, I don’t even know why it is regarded as romantic. Two lovers committing suicide is nothing close to being romantic. I am certain that ours would be worse than that. It would definitely end with two murders instead of suicides. That does not stop me from imagining her being all mine though.

he gestured. "I will go for..." I scroll through the menu on the table. As we were eating he kept stealing glance of me and I sincerely won't stop blushing. "I have a confession to make" he break the awkward Moment between us. "Sure I hope it won't ruin the moment"I replied. "I fell in love with you right from the day you step your foot into D****e" I was shocked as my eye met his. D****e is the name of our elementary school we attend and I can't believe a guy had fall in love at first sight. I sincerely don't believe In love at first sight.

“Oh. I’m sorry.” Ryder shook his head, distant mind clearly elsewhere, “It’s not anyone’s fault, nothing to be sorry about.” “You like him?” “Yeah...” Zane only smiled, “I guarantee he likes you back.” “Well yeah, that isn’t the problem.” Ryder released the plank as Zane finished hammering it in, moving on to the next one. “Things are just complicated.” “Why?” “I don’t know. But it’s irritating.” Zane laughed a little, “Yeah, I figured that much. But hell, if you like each other, then shouldn’t it just be that simple? Just take it slow, you don’t have to overthink everything.”

As the words left my lips, your expression turned sad. “Why?” Confusion clouded your eyes, and you searched my face for answers. “Couldn't you stay a few more days?" Hope filled your eyes as you asked me. I shook my head. "I have to go.” "Okay, but before you leave, there's something I want to confess." My heartbeat quickened as you moved closer to my face. I understood what you were about to say. "I know we've only known each other for three days, but I'm in love with you. These three days have been the best of my life. I love you, Jonathan.” You revealed your feelings, holding my face and locking eyes with me before planting a kiss on my lips.

"I mean because the man I want you to marry is the one you love and love you but instead of that... you ended up marrying me. Your one and only gay best friend." "Rather than me marrying that Owen! It's better that I marry you. Don't you want to?" "Of course, you're better off, you're not toxic like the other girls and boys there! Then if we live together in the same house, we won't have any problems." "I thought about that too! And when we find the one, the one we were meant to be, we can get divorced right! Isn't easy??" I smiled at him. "Yes, it is!" How many times did we catch up and laugh?