Novelas y relatos de The Perfect Boyfriend

“God, tell me why I’m crazy over you?” “Because I’m a super cool girlfriend?” “No. You’re an annoyingly fickle girlfriend!” “And what are you?” “I’m the most passionate, hot, captivating, and handsome boyfriend.” “Oh. My. God! You’re full of hot air, Phoenix! I can’t believe you’re actually my boyfriend!” I tell him in an exaggerated way. He laughs at me instead. “Tell me what do you like about me, princess?”

"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 said, imitating a reporter. "That's easy." He cleared his throat. "Because I will beat Superman, Jack from titanic, Peeta from hunger games, Harry Potter, and all other heroes out there from my amazing personalities. For one, strikingly handsome, secretly nice, charming, sweet, caring, romantic, loyal, respectable, and all the good qualities. You will be the luckiest girl in the universe to have me as your boyfriend." My mouth was hanging open so that it would reach the ground. It was only a joke but he really did it.

I pity her and feel trapped in our friendship like I’m obligated to help her. “Wouldn’t it be cool if I could have a designer boyfriend?” She’s no longer crying and sounds cheerful. “Like, what if I could pick Paul’s looks and Richard’s personality? Don’t get me wrong. Your boyfriend is hot, but Paul and I have so much chemistry. I love his chiseled face, too. It’s his personality that needs work. Richard is always so calm. He treats you like a princess hovering over you all the time.” I stay silent and she chatters more about what a perfect boyfriend should look and act like. Basically, someone handsome who takes orders from her without retaliating in any way.

I couldn't stop giggling, and neither could he. "He's handsome, sexy, a great kisser, and he can make you laugh. What more can you ask for?" Grace sighs dreamily. I stare at him, taking her words in consideration. She's right. He's everything I wanted in a boyfriend. "Please, just accept him as our mate. He's perfect," Grace pleads. Yeah... I should just accep- Wait, no! I don't fully trust him yet. He seems a little too perfect. Something must be up. I have pretty high standards, there's no way he meets all of them.

“You don’t like girls? Or you are not into them?” “I like girls, I could never hate girls… I’m not just.” “I think my mother has a habit of attracting gay guys to me,” She is playing with the oyster in her plate, pretending to eat as well, “You’re the second one.” “I have a boyfriend.” “Really? I wonder what he looks like.” “He is perfect,” I smiled for the first time that evening, thinking about Leo’s face when I first called him a puppy. How could someone be cute? Hot? Beautiful, dominant, pretty and assertive. He is perfect for sure.

He disclosed and she held her chest, smiling. “You would make the perfect boyfriend, your flaws are what makes you special, unique and perfect, you’re one of the best things that has happened to my life” “And you’re the most special gift that I got this year, at first you were a bag filled with nasty surprises but now I’ve become fond of your nastiness and can’t seem to get enough of you. The world is missing out on the real you and I wish I could scream it to the world what a great person you are” He muttered and kissed her pi’s passionately

Knox dropped my hand bringing his own up to hold the side of my jaw, tilting my head back to look at him. "I only agreed to be your fake boyfriend so Olivia could have a great Christmas with our parents gone. That is why I accepted doing this. But," his green eyes locked with mine and never looked away. "after being around you and learning who you are, I don't want your money....I want you. " I took a shaky breath. "You do?" "Yes I do." He let out a small chuckle. "I want you and your sassy comebacks, your no-shit attitude, your crazy and loud family. Somehow in a matter of a week you have bewitched me Aubrey Lynn."

There was a long silence between us. “Ugh, this is frustrating!” I got startled when the rainbow-haired girl began flailing her feet and fists in the air. “Sorry, I got into a fight with my boyfriend.” She had a boyfriend, good to know. My throbbing heart and nerves went down to my relief. “He said I was too perfect,” she complained. “He said he could never keep up with me.” She then looked straight at me, raising her voice in anger, “What’s that supposed to mean?”

"Uhm, is that worry I see written all over you?" Chris glared. "Right. You can gloat, at least you have a father who is ready to give you a chance, and all you need is to get a wife to get it all sealed." Kelvin shifted his gaze to his laptop and sighed. "What's the difference? There is no wife, dad isn't going to relinquish his position until he is convinced I have one. We are both stuck." Chris moved toward the edge of his seat and whispered, "I have a plan."