The Act Boyfriend Novels & Stories

he's very handsome. He's also nice. He's already interested in me. So… what if I make him my boyfriend? I've only had one of those before -unofficially- but he was my stepbrother, so I never had the chance to do normal girlfriend-boyfriend stuff. Maybe I'm old enough to do it now. And maybe having a boyfriend would be helpful while I'm dealing with the Carrington boys. Brian's appearance on TV only lasts around five minutes, so I send him the photo.

"Who the hell are you? Playing the hero?" "I…" Abel straightened his neck, hands on his hips. "I'm his boyfriend! Problem?"

I said with a shrug. "Come on, Maya, he's perfect for the act. He believes sex should only be between married couples until marriage." I gave her a dismissive nod, "That is exactly the reason why it can't work with him." "The whole act should be about making my mom think we're fucking each other," I added. "Then what you're looking for is a fuckmate, not a boyfriend," she taunted. "Maybe a guy who can act as both," I said smirking.

Like making her understand what he did and what he was about to say. "He.. Is BenjaminBrian. He is my boyfriend. My husband to be. And... I say, next time, no one should come near me or him. If I see him upset due to anyone, I don’t care who the hell is he or she. I will make sure to pay it back. And you won’t like it. I swear. And you, Ploy. I have put a limitation on everyone. Stay in it. Got it". He raised his finger. The freshmen were all silent. Dead silent.

"I, Ferdinand Alexander 'Sandro' Alfonzo Mercado do solemnly swear to you that I will diligently execute the position of a boyfriend, and will, to the best of my ability, uphold my love, and support every little thing you does neglecting your crazy but cute attitude and to live each day with you with all my heart. Will you be my girl?" There she stood like a doll, she remained still and did not even try to react to my confession. Am I not good enough to be her boyfriend? Everyone says that I am the nation's choice. How can she not choose me?!

I allowed him time to think and let him spoke his mind but when I heard his next words, I was caught off guard. "--- What I mean is that you don't see me as your boyfriend.” At this point, I was not sure what to say anymore. So I drawled, "Well, no---" Yet before I could even finish what I was about to say, Alex already cut me off. “But I am! I am supposed to be your boyfriend, right? That is why I was made; to be someone’s boyfriend and since you bought me—“

Yeah and pigs can fly. “Do you want him to be your boyfriend?” I have never admitted it out loud to anyone and the words to reply Brian refuses to form. Our lips are too close. “Play along. Lover boy is watching.” My body listens to Brian, I am deathly still as his hand slides to the back of my neck. Acting comes pretty easy to me, I gradually relax and fall into the role of lovers he is trying to portray. “He’s fuming,” he says. Somehow, I like the idea of making Ben angry and jealous. Take that, Benny boy. Next time, don’t kiss that bitch. “You can look if you want.”

In the most special way. “Ace, Will you be my boyfriend?” I asked out of nowhere, but I’m sure with what I’ve said, It’s not just some tactlessness or something. I’m serious. “I think I’m the one who should ask that?” He said as he chuckled. I know. “Yes, I’ll be your girlfriend.” I said. Ace smiled at me very widely. Seems like he didn’t know whether he’ll jump or hug me or both. He bit his knuckles from trying not to smile more.

Angry and confused, Mike watched as the guy Liza called Tom left. He moved to follow him but he stopped his movement as he saw Liza limp to her car. He knew there was no way he would leave without checking if she would be fine. Although he didn’t understand any of the things that just happened, he could deduce from the conversation he heard that Tom was the guy’s name and he’s Liza’s boyfriend. A boyfriend that’s angry because Liza was late to their dinner date. A lateness caused by him.

Ambrose asked and I was left out in deep contemplation. After a few moment of silence, I finally opened my mouth to speak. “Us? Are we official?” “That’s not even a question, August.” “So you’re my boyfriend now?” I asked seemingly trying to let things sink in when things are pretty obvious. “Yeah, I’m your boyfriend.” Ambrose said enunciating the word loud and clear for me to hear and comprehend. “Fuck!” I cursed out under my breath. The feeling was existentially surreal and I’m just feeling rather victorious right now.