So He's An Idiot Novels & Stories

even though you're being an arse. "She just said I'm a donkey..." he said acting dramatic. He was really fucken cute and nice... maybe this was going to be easier than I thought. He really was easy to get along with.. I laughed, "you're an idiot.." He shrugged, "been told... but now I believe it coz you said it." I laughed, "wooow you sound like a momma's boy..." His laughter died down and his smile faded... "Shit I'm sorry... please tell me your mom did not pass away too.."

Have you ever set a meeting with a friend and you text him, "Hey I'm already here," and when he comes, you can clearly see him being the idiot he is looking left and right, searching for you, when you're standing literally right in front of him. Urgh, this idiot is indeed an idiot eventhough he looked like the smartest person on earth with his impeccable tailored suit and clean look. It’s true what people say, looks can be deceiving. Because he's the definition of el stupido.

For a moment, he didn't remember that he had to share his house with two idiots. - Hey! You should be grateful that this “idiot” agreed to share the house with you. – Shane says. I gladly stay in my apartment. - Don't be like that, Shane. He's just upset because he's going to share the house with 2 fine pieces of ass and as my father's favorite rapper says “U Can't Touch This” – he says pointing to his ass. Jullius busts out laughing. - Who would have imagined that I would live in the same house as you and laugh at your jokes?

He was out the door a second after he offered his splendid advice. “Fuck you!!!” I yelled, slamming my fist on the ice. I growled, hitting the ice again and again and again. “Fuck!” I slapped my forehead. ‘What was I thinking actually? Running over like that, to the reaper of all people? I'm such an idiot.’ “Uhh.” I left out a sharp huff into the air, massaging the bridge of my nose. I'm so stupid. Why on earth did I think he needed help? He was hurt? He is not human. He is not alive.

- Come in - I sit on the bed and he enters the room. - What do you need? — Your friend is an idiot — I got up with an effort. - I know. — He humiliated me in front of everyone and I'm not going to let it happen again. — Yes, I feel that, sometimes it's very... - Arrogant? Fool? unintelligent? Idiot? "I was going to say impulsive, but that's fine too." He takes a seat on Angie's bed comfortably. What do you want to do?

Fear seized her voice as she opened her mouth in a silent cry. Not to worry. She continued to tell herself. He might want to play tough. He might decide against hurting me. Who is he, though? With that weird tone, he continued, "You're an idiot, Izabella. And I'm sorry for stupid women." "I beg you, what are you talking about?" "You know what I do to stupid ladies, right?"

“Man, you’re blind in human form. You don’t even have your glasses on… idiot.” I tried to chuckle, deepening my voice, but it came out wrong, rough and rather forced. Like someone trying too hard to laugh. He frowned immediately. “Hey, I told you not to call me idiot.” I crossed my arms, tilting my head slightly. “Then stop acting like one.” I had no idea why I felt so tempted to call him idiot again. Like I found it fun since he was rather threatening to get in the way of my plan, anyways.

It wasn't safe. - Let's go to sleep. - I spoke. - I want to sleep with you. - I'll sleep here, I promise. I noticed that she relaxed her body, giving up. After a while he said: - What a fucking dream, disqualified major. Even in imagination you can't do things right. - I really am an idiot. There's nothing to do about it. I smoothed her hair and she closed her eyes. “And you like me just because I'm an idiot.

“Oh my god, you’re seriously such a fucking idiot.” “What the fuck, man?” I approach my bed, towering over Zeke with my eyes narrowed. “Why are you calling me an idiot? What the hell did I do?!” “You scared your future mate, you dumbass,” he sighs and runs his fingers through his hair. “Fuck...this is worse than I thought. Maybe I should charm that poor girl... I can’t believe she got stuck with you, of all people.” “I have literally no idea what you’re thinking about.”

That it is even more surprising how he wasn’t sure if he would be able to throw him away if he ever became useless “You are really an idiot…” Is it for his brother? Or did he say it for himself? Even Paul doesn’t know at all. “A big fucking idiot… really…”