The Act Boyfriend Novels & Stories

— My Teacher Is My Boyfriend: *Forbidden Romance* It's about a High School teenager, Tris Killian, whose New Teacher, Denver Crosby, turns out to be her boyfriend. Not only is he her boyfriend but is also the father of her accidental young child. They have to keep their relationship a secret from the school and the world as it's strictly forbidden. — The Bad Boy's Crazy Crush: It's about a High School teenager, Bella Thompson, who has a deep crush on the School's badboy, Brad Grego, who wants nothing but attention to himself, yet she keeps meddling in his business and breaking his rules.

But still… "You want me to believe that!?" I retorted back, I'm in no mood for playful bickerings. He sighed narrowing his eyes infinitesimally. He looked as if he is offended by my question and let out a heavy sigh. "He has brought his special alien girlfriend, dint he?” He questioned. My fingers where clenched to fists. His words cut right through me tearing my flesh up. I quickly averted my head away, so that he couldn’t see how much those words hurt me. How did he know this…

If I was going to be involved in his life, I had to know what I was up against. “What’s a boyfriend?” Luc tilted his head to the side, and I couldn't help but chuckle when Amara’s questions came tumbling to the front of my mind. She had looked exactly the way he did right at the moment, and I concluded right there and then that maybe it was a toddler thing! I glanced outside to find Kenya deep in conversation with whoever was on the other end of the line. "A boyfriend is..." I rubbed my suddenly sweaty hands and searched for the best possible answer. "-he is mommy's special friend. He takes care of Mommy and you, he buys Mommy flowers..."

A friend of mine sent me an Instagram video. I clicked on it and watched as a couple playfully doted on each other. The guy fed the girl a strawberry with his mouth, then embraced her lovingly. I was about to exit the video out of boredom when the guy turned his head, and I froze. He looked just like my boyfriend, Julian Lawrence. Julian had been dabbling in social media ever since he graduated, though he was far from famous. His content mostly consisted of selfies, and I'd never seen him post any videos.

"What?" "What was what you didn't understand?" "You... He... You two-," Julian can barely articulate his own sentence. "We're boyfriend and girlfriend. He asked me yesterday, and I accepted." The demon's citrine-colored eyes are glassy: "Please tell me this is a joke." "I am terribly serious. And by the way, why all the shock? You know that you and I are becoming romantically involved." "Yes, but... But not like this." "In what way, then?"

Every word coming out of his mouth sounded fake now, because all I could see was the video. No one who loved me would betray me that way. "Drop the act, Daniel," I said immediately. "What?" he asked in confusion. “What act?” I laughed now. "This whole concerned boyfriend act." "Katya…" "No. "I cut him off. "I'm really not interested in any of this right now." His tone became defensive. "What are you talking about?" I stared at the floor. Trying very hard not to lose my temper. "You know exactly what I'm talking about."

I did what any normal, sleep-deprived teenager would do. I pulled out my phone and started recording. “Jason Cole?” I said, smirking at the camera. “Yeah, sure. He’s basically my boyfriend. He steals my pens, cheats off my history homework, and drives me insane. Honestly, the full boyfriend experience.” I snorted at my own sarcasm, tossed my pen dramatically over my shoulder, and hit post. Only my close friends were supposed to see it. A harmless inside joke. A tiny vent into the void.

He raised a brow, not believing my words. “Eric Son”, I said with a pointed look. And he laughed and laughed. I frowned. “Eric Son? Really?” He stopped laughing and looked somewhat angry. “Yes, he is my boyfriend”, I replied. The room got a lot colder at my words. “Why would you be a partner with someone as shitty as Eric Son?” Hayden sneered with disgust written all over his face. How could I forget that they were rivals and did not like each other? “You came the wrong way, Angel” He snickered. “Are you really here for your boyfriend? For someone who has a boyfriend, you have been talking with a half-naked stranger”

This was a disaster. He had a girlfriend. A girlfriend whose father had connections to his father, which meant their relationship wasn't just personal, it was political. A girlfriend who had already slapped me once and broken my father's necklace and was now apparently best friends with Mia.And somewhere in all of that, I had let him kiss me in a bathroom. Twice, if you counted today.Three times if you counted the first kiss I hadn't been awake for. I pulled the pillow off my face and looked at the ceiling again.I thought about Mom.

I have to force it out through clenched teeth and the urge to gag. “Isn’t this the boyfriend you want? … Because this is who I am and what you would get. How you’re feeling right now will be how I make you feel every day as long as we’re a thing…. Do yourself a favor and run the opposite way. I won’t change for you. I won’t change for anyone.” I stand here like some sad, pathetic doorstep of a girl, silently absorbing his words. I know it’s an act. It’s a lie to wound me.